Luyện nghe bài hát No Future

Yeah, yeh, uhm, hey, I eat it dinner
You see this shit I gotta deal with from these
I circusin' around with these clown ass n-ggas
You snappin' at the of a world class sprinter
Some may call this bullyin', may call this bossin'
Check the letter, man, you I'm all city varsity
Walk up on my field, you will get off it
We gon' need a bag and we gon' need a coffin
Who am I battling? I ain't exhausted
You can call me sick, you can call me nauseous
A sea of great whites, you are a
If I was you, I would be a little more
I'm way too high for you to at
The future ain't lookin' promising for these
This is target practice but I don't even pull the f-cking anymore
Cause it's a waste of bullets
and get these p-ssy's, wipe them off the floor
I'm guessing they was hoping for some results
I'm guessing they was guessing cause they wasn't really
But f-ck it, I I'ma have to let these n-ggas know
So I think it's time for these haters to get off my
Got my own city, you can it Bobtropolis
Eastside representer, reppin' authority
And I ain't talking congressmen and I ain't politics
Lookin' for freaks, lookin' for sausages
But we already that, so that is all to get
Check the name tag, you who the roster is
ATL brand, Hustle H.A.M in this bitch
Like I ain't had a mic
Fresh to death, I see you in the
I eat bars, eat for my appetite
You know about that, you never had a bite
I gotta do to get some solidarity?
Apparently, I need to speak with some more
No needed, know no charity
And I'mma man, don't need p-ssy to take care of me
B to the O, I said it once
If I ain't on your channel, go and look for the
graduated, yeah, you see the cap n robe
But now you see me 'less you had a telescope
I'm bumpin', three strikes sumpin
me Jack o' Lantern, I get head like pumpkins
It's nothin', roll up the
Put it in the oven, baked like muffins
If you ain't know, I guess I to introduce ya
To my side of town, somethin' you really used to
Body blow, uppercut, I do more brusin'
Keep f-cking me and you ain't gon' have no future