Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Ammo

I'm in my bass pro camo, like a Rambo
Military sack strapped with some candles
I'm 'bout to light it up like it's Day
I do it underground, the independent way
I got a dinner date, I'm ten minutes
this chick that I met up on the internate
I mean the internet, I that fucking app
I a meth head, I met her in the fucking trap (huh?)
No, the fuck is that?
I met her at a (oh)
I'm like Jeezy, selling like it's fucking snow
Or like I'm Yeezy, selling Yeezys, I'll be god
You gotta buy VIP tickets, understand?
I a stream is just a dream unless you're front row
A million views, we lookin' good, but no
I'm in the whippin' merch like I'm in the kitchen
Music going stupid, it's your new addiction

We got guns, dope, for mo' ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door
Put your ear to the speaker, get you
Don't this music feel like you can
Guns, dope, for mo' ammo
Rhyming a quarter key inside the door panel
Put ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this feel like you can fly?

Look, if you ain't gave me my yet, you late as fuck
I like to think I'm top five like Jada does
Speeding past these rappers they traffic cops with radar guns
And so much money that my fingertips got paperc uts
You play and talk to me, you sweet as or punch
Can't you say that captain a slut, I met your lady once
We fucked and now it turned into a visit
Got her hooked I was deep sea fishing
And she mean business, she she love to ride it all night
I really get head and she got suction like a Dyson
I seen the sunlight, woke up and play some
She open and sat still
I fucked her and filmed it, now that's what I call a gag reel
Again and again we win, all you do is catch L's
My father ain't a farmer but his son a cash cow
Revolvers on as if you a boxer or a black belt
Should've packed,
Go on my double time shit and I bet you I spazz out

We got guns, dope, for mo' ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you
Don't music feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, for mo' ammo
Rhyming like a key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you
Don't this music like you can fly?

Growed with killas who rolled with
Some soulless niggas who go get liquor then spliffs wit ya
Popo we sold tricks fixes to hold big riches
These roguish is so ridiculous
Bogus bitches you fictitious and Low wit glitches
The Dough made you notice (I gotta stop)
Flows is gifted I get throwed get twisted then bro wicked when I spit I'm bout to kill em and a soul is lifted (That nigga hot)
My rap assignment give the industry an rapper's ain't goin straight no mo'
Image really need refinement let a nigga help recreate yo flow, and I'm gon' design it to make mo' dough mo Ho's hey bro bro, this that N9ne shit! trippin! (why?)
Cause I been like a camel, (yeah?)
to play me like a piano, (yeah?)
Now I'm about to go packin' mo' ammo nigga!

We got guns, dope, for mo' ammo
Rhyming like a key inside the door panel
Put ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, clips for mo'
like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you
Don't this music feel like you can