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 my bitch to get the fuck on, I don't need her
My on my money cause it's comin' up short
I just left court on support
A witness to a murda but I will not
Cause most of my niggas in the jail
Amphetamines make me fiend to cream
Niggas on my team be gone off
My hair fallin' out, it's turnin' gray I'm stressed
The want me dead and a warrant for my arrest
I do nothin' plus the IRS
Know my telephone and my home address
This wanna murda me, the bitches say they hate me
My heart feelin like it bust on me lately
I'm gone in muthafucka mind on loid
The simple situations in life, I can't
Niggas out the me
Cause never heard of me
America's most hated and under rated
Simply stated, hate it, they wanna test
Homie been accused of hatin' so confess
Oh my, know why, niggas hate me so much
It's I can't be touched
I'm diabolical
Man I murda ya
When is the
Reel Product
And I'm out
Just
Stop steamin and lookin'
Stop, stop, steamin and lookin' hard
Just
Just
And I'm out now
Stop and lookin' hard
Stop, stop, steamin and lookin' hard