Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody

You wanted to fuckin' walk these roaches
niggas is roaches
These is mere motherfuckin' mortals
I'm tryna push you to bein'
You don't wanna
You don't wanna your destiny
You get by
You wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark
Where lonely
You can't the motherfuckin', the pain
Of the motherfuckin' not when the shit is gonna stop

Mama's save me
But she know I'm tryna save her
Man, them tried to play me
Man, I got this paper
You're nobody somebody kills you

"Blast for me" the last words from my
On the pavement, born killers, shivers
Drug money, figures
moving out of rentals, art of war is mental
Having sushi in Nobu
like an Afghan soldier, nowhere to go to
So bang, no survivors
Only riders on my rider, rate rises
Stalkin' niggas on their IG's, I be
Still solo, Under Armour Polo
No wire, on
My desire for fine made me a liar, a shooter
Gettin' high like it's voodoo
Nine lives, SK with the
Makaveli in the 'Rari, still B-I G, I, E
I pray you smoke me
Go to bed with a kilo like
Janet Reno, we all we got the creed to
cars in the driveway
If you cut it then you sideways, up, crime pays

Mama's tryna me
But she don't I'm tryna save her
Man, them niggas to play me
Man, 'til I got paper
You're nobody 'til somebody you

You fuckin' wanna around with these niggas?
What the is their culture?
the fuck is their souls at?
What defines
These niggas with these fuckin' silly looks on their
You wanna around with them or you wanna walk with God, nigga!
Make up your got mind!

I'm from where the streets you
Niggas mix business and pleasure the cocaine measure
The is our product
The by-product, you up on me, I cock it
New Mercedes as it off
penetrates the steel doors, gang signs, see 'em all
I said my as I'm countin' sheep
really athletic, but I play for keeps, do you feel me?
The mortician, the morgue with more snitches
We 'em and taking their bitches, R.I.P
on a winter night
Black bottles I'm feelin' like, you wanna know what winners like
And I'm never on that bus
Just a decoy for niggas, the for two of us
Ciroc boys to die for Diddy
My niggas ride for less, keep it real, homie, made me
Touch mine until it's keel
Like I'm knowing every heathen will, closed the deal with Hill
We Magic City of the
Cut a nigga cast off, how my net worths

Mama's save me
But she know I'm tryna save her
Man, them niggas tried to me
Man, 'til I got this
You're nobody somebody kills you

you wanna talk about?
Fuckin' jewelries and Bentley's and
And fuckin' art niggas ain't got on their fuckin' walls
And fuckin' mansions niggas got
can't even pay the IRS, let alone their fuckin' staff, nigga
You tell the truth, man
The set you free, son
The truth set you free