Luyện nghe bài hát No Heart

Young Savage, why you so hard?
Why these niggas cappin' so
Why you got a 12 car
Why you pullin' all rappers cards?
Cause these niggas and I'm hard
I turn that soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets no heart
I'm praying to my and my card

I sit and read like Cat in the Hat
21 Savage, the cat the MAC
21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Little, heard these niggas some rats
Pockets of cheese, bitch I got racks
I'm a real nigga bitch
I am not one of these niggas on wax
Pussy niggas sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house, keep shootin' until die
So shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July
You was with your friends Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire
grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Pantherville
Eighth started playin' football, then I was like fuck the field
Ninth grade I was knocking out, nigga like Holyfield
Fast forward nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming a deal
Bad with me, she so thick, I don't even need a pill
I listen to your raps, thought you was
You ain't even for real
Niggas love sneak dissing on
They want beef for real
And all these niggas like they tough
a nigga get killed
'till a nigga get spilled, 'til your blood get
I'ma at your rapper, shoot him like I'm John Dill'
"I been with you since day one, Savage I even hating"
So what's up with all that shit?
"Savage I was playin'"
Y'all pussy fakin', bitch I hang around them Haitians
up on you, tie your kids up
Pistol whip you while your naked
"Come on man, Savage you know I always play mixtape"
nigga fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes

Young Savage, why you trappin' so
Why niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car
Why you all these rappers cards?
Cause these niggas pussy and I'm
I turn that fucking soft into some
I grew up in the without no heart
I'm to my Glock and my card

So much that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my crack
My brother in the and he rappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my
Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', up
Pistol swangin', gang bangin', up
Niggas actin' like groupies, they know us
Little do they know their bitches fuckin' on the bus

Young Savage, why you so hard?
Why niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car
Why you pullin' all rappers cards?
Cause niggas pussy and I'm hard
I turn fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the without no heart
I grew up in the streets without no

So much dope that it the scale
say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my