Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, fuck losing
I'm back on these highways moving
Life's based what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the beef and blue and grey
Baby do the
I got ta an eighth
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Killa never let the slide
Y'all hear a nigga momma die
Yell out

18 please, that ain't facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for time
I'ma do the right thing though, take anyway
6 Months right back on the damn block
But look, money across the street
its sweet, think you get money across the street
Me and my peeps meet
At 5-0 work for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat talk is cheap
So dunn silent
Revolvers, Automatics, guns silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from
Digital ten, shit get friend
I got 800 men
That mean it be the bankman
Person at the gas filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the front
Or rap poison your right in the center babe
of renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
And y'all now
you can bet now
Do a toaster put your bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow rounds
In a collision, I see ambition
But they don't them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it came to grams it was 90 I
350 On the and its 90 outside
get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, overdose stuffed her wrist
fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis
But my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but
coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a
her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

Fuck weight
We back on these moving cakes
Life's upon what I'ma do today
I my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new
Baby do the
I got to move an
Fuck the
Y'all niggas me
never let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me
Until the get me

Niggas wanna why I'm so nice when it come to spittin
That
Its dog, I live in the fire
Used to in the streets homie, in the mists of the

Break put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the 5th and fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin your
Hittin your door your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's just the of war
I let you know you with dogs
My villians will you off
Head in chest brain
Dead on the van on the way
While I got my hand in the wave
Niggas "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna me, do it
You wanna be a hero, me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the trooper
Look at my body, I lost so weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done so much weight
I'm tellin papi me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he got but so much weight
He been waiting for his to come
I'm like "at give me a half, I'll confess and
it to one"
I'm on the as usual
With that block you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the cops that's through
Me and my soldiers the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and
Or shots from the roof duke circle round your body
Like
Mami me son, hold your own
And one day your gone to be a rolling stone
And I her
Juelz never let the get me
On the til the shots hit me

Ayyo, fuck losing
I'm back on these highways cakes
Life's based upon what do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and
Baby do the
I got ta move an
Fuck the
Y'all screwin me
Killa never let the slide
Y'all hear a nigga momma die
Yell out

losing weight
We back on these moving cakes
Life's based upon I'ma do today
I my moms moving away
Yeah, I I'ma cop me that new estate
do the date
I got to an eighth
Fuck the
niggas screwin me
Juelz let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me
the shots get me