Luyện nghe bài hát Lost and Found

Stack, pray, stay out the way, you gon' it out
Whole brick in the trap, we gon' it down
Audemar, fuck the plain, we spray it down
Run up on you, no talkin', we gon' lay you down

Pussy boy, please make a nigga lay you down
Big on the Glock, monkey nuts, fifty rounds
boy better shh, better not make a sound
Leave your ass on the ground, your ass lost and found
Oh oh, okay, okay, he a flick, huh huh
Okay, I heard nigga got that bag, uh uh
Huh, huh, we it all, go get the TEC, uh uh
My niggas shootin' shit in public, we don't text,

Sat in prison all them years and I out hurt
On the block of no return, shoot at curbs
I got two sides to me, half grizzly, half
Jump in that water or them woods and get ripped
assault rifle so big, this bitch can come apart
I stealin' bikes, now I got auto-start
Melly, slatt slatt, that's that gang talk
And fuck a chain, I'll a nigga brain off

Ass on, I want to on her
She a lot, uh uh, he surprised I'm hung,
that pussy bitch, with the .223
I totin' sticks before puberty, huh
All these freaky bitches see the in me, huh
She's like Melly, baby, you me, hmm
And we it out of poverty, uh
thousand on the Cuban link, uh
This here what I'm distributing
dope in Detroit, yeah, distributing
Uh,
He on and I'm on E, nah
Ooh she say she a bean, uh
Nut on her like, "Maybe it's Maybelline"

a nigga's bitch good, she ain't gon' go back to him
Gave an opp the whole thirty, like I owed that to him
And Doc ain't shootin' just to shoot, that boy know he doin'
And fuck niggas, that ain't my business, I don't know what doin'
And ain't pimpin' just to pimp, he got the hoes lit
Have my Bloods put some blood on whole fit
That Instagram bitch you like, she sucked the dick
And I don't her, I'm fuckin', clutchin' my four-fifth
They screamin' up the block, cops ain't even carin'
If them bitches get behind me gon' get embarrassed
Melly, where the hoes, nigga? Sharing is caring
If we do a together, they gon' think we terrorists