Luyện nghe bài hát Max B

[Verse 1: Rocky]
Buccaneers of gear, nigga fuck a fear
One, since year one, I've thuggin' here, yeah
Whole is ours, you in awe, please don't get involved
This is war, walk around a frame with blaze up in jawn
Behind prison walls, niggas lickin' balls,
cause, stricted laws
Damn if I don't break up in the mall, prison yard, guard
No principal, detention on your and all
Commissary like your sibling's paw
Uncle Tom, don't make my sentence long
what I did was wrong
Pigs don't show if you admit it all
Missing ma, hope that she don't the call
Admitted she'll never visit, like the hard headed never listen, Lord
So me how the fuck I'm supposed to eat?
If the richer's getting richer, the poor's weak
My brother died up in the streets, may he in peace
Niggas got like Pusha T, get it cheap
Flacko how you been, you at? I've been kickin' back
Relax down my favorite thinking cap, scratch my nigga neck
Hitta chit and chat, this and that, diplomats
I'm missing Max, wish that could bring the nigga Bigga back

[Hook: Joe
I wonder, in my bed
Am I too young, am I still too young?
And I hold back, running through my head
Did I it up, did I fuck it up?

2: A$AP Rocky]
It's like I up my boots and call my troops lately
all my hoodie rap for all my suits lately
I'm 26 but I've been in my youth lately
Pull my wisdom, but I still spit it like my ache me
Duck shots, mother cops, what's up blood clots?
All I my words and my balls and my one cock
Pause, bug shots fly, my young died
Passed away from a stray, some fake tough guy
Now this the kind of story that make doves cry
Fuck that, the story that should make thugs cry
Dry your eyes older sis, 'em close, watch 'em twitch
Gave 'em kiss in the midst of all of
Ain't too late to or skip...

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[Outro: Joe
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