Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

[Verse 1: Dre
One woman in my quarters
And I throwing dollars to a side chick
Ciroc didn't a part at all
I comb it and it's the woman that I pick
Wedding hand on the left
Head first into the
And that Marvin come on I don't have to be cautious
You messin' up that music when you add the Consequence
Tryin' find forever God use your Common Sense
We set fire to your box, keep your four
I hear you hating from the screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we christian thats neither here nor
The track getting chewed up, homie four pairs

2: Swoope]
We say they missing out and that don't no sense, eh?
a no show for repeat, we syndicate
Following their passions while we the Master
So we sorta kinda following what Sensei
Synonym, sin in 'em
And its the sin in us if we keep it
But the difference is this life didn't pleasure us
Tried to let it but that ruler didn't measure up
So they question us living as
"How He your name to peace?", you ain't get the metaphor
Let me write it down life's more spinning wheels
bought the foul, you can pick that letter up

[Hook: Gray]
flawless and we think we're better
Its official got it all
We don't want em getting the wrong
Cause that ain't real a misconception
a struggle only Jesus kept us
And we still fall, so its to get up
We don't want em the wrong impressions
Cause this is real ain't no

[Verse 3: Faith]
Got a girl on my arm but thats my wife
And i don't a side piece, I don't like those
Lil mama working body why she's eyes closed
Say his pockets way too fat they lipo
Twenty racks make it sparkles on dem bottles
em up, shawty bad, she look like a model
Rollin up, smoking loud, is what we follow
Past that, looking back things are kind of
I be slaved the most in commons
Or that gucci polo, louis vuitton and
And miss me all together you squeezing llama
We Live As only mean we living to please the Father

4: Christon Gray]
Don't me, better unproach me
My words were so killer even the gun me, steel
Battle murder, they probably quote me still
So sorry that I hurt em hope they
Had to appeal em was the mirage
But that wasn't real they still live in they garage
They got trend and hell raisers
We in our own lane we trailblazers
We all trail, we all failing
Easy, thats a tail, apostrophe
But we playing to lose all, a new
So tell em we bruise

[Verse 5:
They stones, I just pick em up and build (somethin')
I write in braille so listeners can feel (somethin')
I they figured if they kill us then we'll cease
They forgot problem started when they crucified our leader (frontin')
And who is we? We just some raggedy
Some hip-hop hybrids who Mother Teresa (huh?)
So they think but they don't get to me
They throw me out their for being a square (lonely)
Homie out the abundance of my heart, you my art speak
And I fit in your genre, don't try to box me
But me in, I'm tryna give this beat a beating
Pleading with your eardrums until they the blood of Jesus (Jesus)
But wait I you think this here is gospel rapping
Its more like bringing balance, these rap scales full of and
The told me real killers move in silence
Then how come all these rappers out here talking (shhh)
But lets take all preconceptions or your misconceptions
That I'm something other you with a different direction
I'm side Chicago, I'm southwest Atlanta
I'm Compton with manners, I'm good truth and bad