Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody

You wanted to walk around these roaches
These is roaches
These niggas is motherfuckin' mortals
I'm push you to supreme bein'
You don't motherfuckin'
You wanna embrace your destiny
You get by
You wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark
Where it's
You can't handle the motherfuckin', the
Of the motherfuckin' not knowin' when the is gonna stop

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

"Blast for me" the words from my nigga
On the pavement, born killers, shivers
Drug money, figures
moving out of rentals, art of war is mental
Having sushi down in
Strapped like an soldier, nowhere to go to
So bang, no survivors
Only riders on my rider, murder rate
Stalkin' niggas on IG's, never; I be
Still solo, Under Armour still
No wire, on
My desire for fine things made me a liar, a
Gettin' high feeling 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
Reno, we all we got the creed to Nino
Pretty cars in the
If you cut it you sideways, double up, crime pays

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

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

I'm where the streets test you
Niggas mix and pleasure where the cocaine measure
The narcotics is our
The by-product, you up on me, I cock it
New Mercedes as it off
Nothing penetrates the steel doors, 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 fillin' with more
We 'em and taking their bitches, R.I.P
Chinchillas on a winter
Black when I'm feelin' like, you wanna know what winners like
And I'm on that tour bus
Just a decoy for niggas, the for two of us
boys down to die for Diddy
My niggas ride for less, keep it real, homie, made me
Touch mine until it's even
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

tryna save me
But she don't know I'm save her
Man, them niggas to play me
Man, 'til I got paper
nobody 'til somebody kills you

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