Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Ammo

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

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

Look, if you ain't gave me my props yet, you as fuck
I to think that I'm top five like Jada does
Speeding past these like they traffic cops with radar guns
And counting so much money my fingertips got paperc uts
You play and talk to me, you sweet as or punch
Can't you say that captain saved a slut, I met your lady
We fucked and now it turned into a visit
Got her like I was deep sea fishing
And she mean business, she says she love to ride it all
I really get and she got suction like a Dyson Upright
I seen the sunlight, up and play some Maxwell
She open wide and sat
I fucked her throat and it, now that's what I call a gag reel
Again and again we win, while all you do is L's
My father a farmer but his son became a cash cow
Revolvers on as fuck if you a boxer or a black
Should've packed,
Go back on my 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 a quarter key inside the door panel
Put ear to the speaker, get you high
this music feel like you can fly?

Growed with killas who rolled with
Some soulless niggas who go get then blow spliffs wit ya
Popo suspicious we sold tricks to hold big riches
These roguish is so ridiculous
Bogus bitches you Ho's and Low wit glitches
The Dough you notice DIBKIS (I gotta stop)
is gifted I get throwed get twisted then bro gets 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 need refinement let a nigga help recreate yo flow, and I'm gon' design it to make mo' dough shake mo Ho's hey bro bro, this that N9ne shit! trippin! (why?)
I been drinkin like a camel, (yeah?)
Tried to play me a piano, (yeah?)
Now I'm about to go packin' mo' ammo nigga!

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