Luyện nghe bài hát Non Believers

To all the (non-believers, non-believers)

I make a say, "Oh my God"
Ain't nothin' too for the Wizard of Oz
nothin' too regretable for me to lose no sleep
These the cards I was dealt, bitch, 'em and weep
It's that side rollin, pussies get swollen
niggas down in the pen, I'm bowlin'
Controllin' I'm holdin'
I made a promise to
keep it gangsta always even in the hallways of corporate America, break down the barrier
Self-made, Koolaid, what you say
Fuck what he say, pimpin' easy
Don Mega put a dagger in swagger
Rollin' zones, Mick Jagger
the chit chatter
I got a bladder full of red cup liquor, yes, my
Drinkin' out the pitcher, I turn water into like scripture
Make a toast, every dose is a
And that ghost'll make your ass do the ghost

Make believers non-believers
Make out the overseers
Make 'em bow down they need us
We got some non-believers out
believers outta non-believers
Make believers out the
Make 'em bow when they need us
They got to bow down they need us

Boo, I pop up like a
And niggas got to take the ass that I hand 'em
Yup, the guys call me Samson, I'm with a Samsung
Call my at random and they quick to make ugly outta handsome
Old rappers, I up your grandson
New rappers, Charlie Manson
I brainwash your damn son, yup, he'll the house with a handgun
But if he ran into Zimmerman, it out homie, you ain't got to run
It's a cold, world for all these non-believers and underachievers
These ass bitches and divas
Where the fuck will they go when leave us?

believers outta non-believers
Make believers out the
Make 'em bow down when they us
We got some out there
Make believers non-believers
Make out the overseers
'em bow down when they need us
They got to bow down when they us

Don't get hogtied with the raw hide
My four-five make the law
For life, for life
about your wife 'fore you play with your life
It's rattlesnake from the battle state, trick
That python the mic on, bitch
Palm trees are like napalm,
In my he like Treyvon, try me
I'm home with my Skittles
The neighborhood watch first to get riddled
Bust, leave bullets in your
You fuckin' hero, don't make that a widow
This hurt just a little
White people, stop 'ghetto'
It's like the pot the kettle
Damn, you the why we ghetto

We got non-believers out there
Make outta non-believers
believers out the overseers
Make 'em bow down when need us
They got to bow down when they us

Can you believe this fuckin' shit?
Havin' faith is in somethin' you have yet to see
You got to believe in somethin',
Why not in me?