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
Ain't nothin' too regretable for me to no sleep
These the I was dealt, bitch, read 'em and weep
It's that side rollin, pussies get swollen
Knockin' down in the pen, I'm bowlin'
Controllin' I'm holdin'
I a promise to myself
I'ma keep it gangsta always even in the hallways of America, break down the barrier
Self-made, Koolaid, fuck you say
Fuck what he say, pimpin' easy
Don put a dagger in your swagger
Rollin' zones, tell Mick
the chit chatter
I got a full of red cup liquor, yes, my nigga
Drinkin' out the pitcher, I turn water wine like scripture
Make a toast, every is a overdose
And that ghost'll make ass do the holy ghost

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

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

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

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

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

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