Luyện nghe bài hát No Heart

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

I sit back and like Cat in the Hat
21 Savage, the cat the MAC
21 not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these niggas some
Pockets full of cheese, I got racks
I'm a real street bitch
I am not one of niggas bangin' 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 until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July
You was your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to
Eighth started playin' football, then I was like fuck the field
Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like
Fast nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming fuck a deal
Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even need a
I listen to your raps, you was hard
You even street for real
Niggas sneak dissing on twitter
They don't want beef for
And all niggas play like they tough
a nigga get killed
'till a nigga get spilled, 'til your get spilled
I'ma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I'm Dill'
"I been with you since day one, I ain't even hating"
So what's up with all that instagram
"Savage I was playin'"
Y'all pussy niggas fakin', I hang around them Haitians
Pull up on you, tie your up
Pistol you while your bitch naked
"Come on man, Savage you I always play your mixtape"
Yeah nigga fuck all that, ask your bitch how my tastes

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

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

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

So dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my