Luyện nghe bài hát Nervous

Nervous
build-up
Um
And I'm

I think I'm God
I I'm God
I'm God
I'm out like a mu'fucka, hand on my heata
I told my bitch to get the fuck on, I don't her
My mind on my money cause it's comin' up
I just left court on child
A to a murda but I will not tell
most of my niggas in the county jail
Amphetamines make me to stack cream
Niggas on my team be off scalene
My hair out, it's turnin' gray cause I'm stressed
The police want me dead and a warrant for my
I can't do plus the IRS
Know my numba and my home address
This wanna murda me, the bitches say they hate me
My been feelin like it bust on me lately
I'm in this muthafucka mind on loid
The simple in life, I can't avoid
out the murda me
Cause never heard of me
America's playa hated and under rated
stated, niggas hate it, they wanna test
Homie been accused of playa so confess
Oh my, why, these niggas hate me so much
cause I can't be touched
I'm sinister
Man I ya minister
When is the
Life Product
And I'm out
gone
Stop and lookin' hard
Stop, stop, stop and lookin' hard
Just
Just
And I'm out now
Stop steamin and lookin'
Stop, stop, stop steamin and lookin'