Luyện nghe bài hát Man Down

Look man, Ball I'm Kobe the mixtape coming soon man
Young nigga done grew up now though but let me tell you

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Take me way back, way way
Back to 87th Rink the wave caps
Back to 72nd street that's I played at
But 79 essex where I was made at
East side, only side I was raised at
No fire, disrespect us you get blazed at
me back, way back to elementary
Lost G in 2010 the rest was history
And ever since its "murder all my enemies"
And ever it's been "never show no sympathy"
I'm in this by myself, don't mean shit to me
And money don't mean to me
I nights, when it wasn't shit to eat
And ever since it's been "niggas can't get for free"
world fucked up my nigga, so good luck my nigga
And once you in that state system you stuck my nigga
Better get bucks my nigga
You only got yourself the rest don't give a my nigga
And live it up my nigga
Don't be mad at me your bitch get enough my nigga
But to basics, you want that bank just hit me up my nigga
Smoking OG to the face I'm high as fuck my
You know G Herbo keep some in his cup my nigga
Roll up to my show we got 4 FNs in the my nigga
And we got slammers in the club
You know Lil Marley nigga mud
went to see my big bro Maskey in the county jail
He was out on 25 but he tryna another bail
When I was 17 I seen my first 100
I turned 18 seen it again and blew that 100
But now I'm wiser I'm master making money stack
I'm win a grammy I got fo' n dem out there sellin' crack
What you You know we buy that store
Big my bro, he got it for the low
Fuck the law tryna send a nigga up the road
Passing out conspiracies they snatch me up bitch I don't I don't know
Free my nigga Crazy James, out my big bro perfect 8
And ever since they took the shit ain't been the same
Free Lil Merch and wet em up see shorty n them be duckin
around with all my ice on me
I got 24 for and this pipe on me
Boy you better not your life on me
We in the club might get head shot, pull a knife on me
You standin' in the line paying for mans and all
I show up to the club unless the fans involved
I'm sick of hating niggas, all you snaking niggas
Pocket watcher tryna see how much I'm making
Why you wanna see me I'm tryna make it nigga
Why you want me to be broke and a basic nigga?
Why niggas wanna see me dead? Tryna see me
Same shake my hand when they see me 'round
Let you know for you gotta em
gon drop a dime or kill you for a dollar
And I gotta watch my back cause I know niggas
nigga who say he ya partna' he'll pop-pop
And I'm ridin' tryna ease the pain
Smoking on drink a ace of lean
High speedin' and I'm switching
Tired of talkin Ballin Like I'm on the way

RIP all my man
Free all my man
Ballin Like I'm on the mixtape
Coming soon man
You know what it is man
gang, 4L
You already know how we man
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get it man
We don't fuck around we get this money man
Fuck all that other