Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, fuck weight
I'm back on these highways cakes
Life's based upon I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and
do the date
I got ta move an
the scrutiny
Y'all screwin me
Killa let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga die
out homicide

18 Months please, that ain't time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation
I'ma do the right though, take shock anyway
6 Months right back on the damn anyway
But look, money from across the
Think its sweet, you get money across the street
Me and my often meet
At 5-0 they work for us, walk the
with heat cause talk is cheap
So dunn stay
Revolvers, Automatics, guns silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a
me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
Digital ten, get critical friend
I got 800 men
mean it could be the bankman
Person at the gas station up your tank, fam
Lady at the front
Or rap poison your relish in the center babe
Pictures of renegades, she'll in your lemonade
And dead now
you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your bread
Upset now, when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their
But they know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it to grams it was 90 I fried
350 On the stove and its 90
I'ma get this girl be stuff in my bricks
life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed her
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 but fixed
Needed coke, needed dope, ya I her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't play his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

Fuck weight
We back on highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do
I think my moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me new estate
Baby do the
I got to move an
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Juelz let the cops get me
On the block til the hit me
Until the get me

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

Break put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin your
Hittin your while your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's just the of war
I let you you dealing with dogs
My villians finish you off
Head in your brain
on the van on the express way
While I got my hand in the Tech
Niggas "fuck, is he stupid?"
wanna cuff me, do it
You be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't been through the scars and
Like I ain't been the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so much
Cops my spot, I done lost so much weight
I'm papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much
He been for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll and
it to one"
I'm on the as usual
With that block that you and the rocks as usual
Watching for the that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the
We use cakes to get by, by the in blue
your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the roof duke will circle your body
hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, your own
And one day your grow to be a rolling stone
And I her
never let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me

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

Fuck losing
We on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what do today
I think my moms away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new
Baby do the
I got to an eighth
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Juelz let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me
Until the get me