Luyện nghe bài hát No Heart

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

I sit back and read Cat in the Hat
21 Savage, the cat the MAC
21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these niggas rats
Pockets full of cheese, I got racks
I'm a real street bitch
I am not one of these bangin' on wax
Pussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house, shootin' until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, it was Fourth of July
You was with friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, me to Pantherville
Eighth grade started playin' football, I was like fuck the field
grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like Holyfield
Fast nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming fuck a deal
Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even a pill
I listen to raps, thought you was hard
You ain't even for real
Niggas love dissing on twitter
They want beef for real
And all these play like they tough
a nigga get killed
'till a nigga get spilled, 'til your blood get
at your favorite 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 instagram
"Savage I was playin'"
Y'all niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them Haitians
Pull up on you, tie your up
Pistol whip you while your bitch
"Come on man, you know I always play your mixtape"
Yeah nigga fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick

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

So much dope that it the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my sells
My in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and V on my belt
Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', up
swangin', gang bangin', hold up
Niggas actin' like groupies, don't know us
do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus

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

So much that it broke 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