Luyện nghe bài hát No Glory

I been seeing crack rock the age of thirteen
Out the same crack spot to the damn
Dope fiends burnt up glass and the screens
You that balled up cash where that dough cream
Hit the block before the start chirpin'

Scope the set I serve one person
In cars, never out in the open
I don't trust and I hate black suburbans
Crack that I'm servin', buck tour, nigga
Uncut raw,

I don't fuck bake
I don't never get stuck weight
Open shot, smoker wit' a straight, brush my gate
You ain't makin' no dough you stretchin' your shit

Fuck to make more, dog, I'm stressin' to flip
Keep on them red caps, stressin' to hit
Dope fiends with they hair back, they drip
I'm tryin' to show you where the at
You catchin' my But I see where your head at
You to bitch

Give me that hot and pyrax pop
Shit, I'll show you how to fire that rock, supply that
Pee pop, set up shop, with a half a block, down half the block
Turn that a block to other half his block
Then I'll down the other half a block

I don't a fuck about the chatter in the background
put my straps down, nigga
This is Mack Town,
Ask around, bitch nigga, I was
Kept leather gloves and the 38 tar

On the real, ya don't know me
Don't get found in the lake with eight shots like
It's the Gouch, what you bout homie?
I'll make your bus stop short like Coleman

I got more and strips then you
(I it hot)
Niggaz won't even sell to you
(Not a rock)
I spit phrases that'll you

I got gats with clips, lasers that'll kill you
Got an uzi brother, nuzi two nines
thugs gon' getcha, slugs gon' hit cha
(Getcha)

I got gats and tecs than you
(I'll it hot)
Niggaz won't stand next to you
(I the rock)

When I clap down, back down your friends
For that "Cash Money," pull out "Mack 10's" tef
I'm two
(Uh)
You dudes ain't worth it, keep them funny
(Whoa)

I'm so street asphalt
I spit shit like my ass talk, dog, it's Mack
Don't me raise up and put my hands on you
a house sellin' raids nigga
I'll put my on you [unverified]

Man, I'm so fuckin' in the game
Got one foot to the street, the other to the fame
I'm seesaw, tryin' to shit out
Until then, I got a six gon' shit out

Wanna make the transition the street to the fame
But I can't let it weaken my game, man,
Picture Mac flippin' like a
nickels, with slick fifty's tryin' to stick me
Knowing one shot from a glock could stop my injured

So I quickly move like Jiffy Lube
Never had it niggas and half the that niggas
Snortin' magic niggas or the rattin' niggas