Luyện nghe bài hát Out Of My Mind

[Chorus:
So many criminals the building when we walk in
If you ain't 'bout no money, why the fuck you talking?
You say you toting choppers but I you shooting nothing
I'm a in these streets, bitch I'm always hustling
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
You problems with me? I'ma let it blow

1: Stitches]
I'ma let it blow, you about to get a hole, in your fucking dome
Playin' with me, I run up in your home
In your house, put duct tape all up on your mouth
I'm about to take the bricks you got stashed up in your couch
It's a robbery, but it's to be a homicide
I'm about to decide, is he dead or
Look into my eyes, those are the eyes of a
When I in your eyes, I can tell you ain't a hitter
I'm problematic, I got an
If you with me, this 'bout to get dramatic
You, and all of your friends to die
You said you was gon' me but bitch I'm still alive
I can that shit 'cause I can back it up
I just got a bricks and it came from Columbia
Also got a plug in Mexico, him at the Texaco
Mama calling my phone, me stop selling all that blow
Worry 'bout your own business, I worried about your mama
I'm tryna get this money selling drugs, counting commas
say that karma is a bitch but I ain't worried 'bout shit
I'm a man of and I will die for this shit

[Chorus:
So many inside the building when we walk in
If you ain't talking no money, why the fuck you talking?
You say you toting choppers but I you shooting nothing
I'm a legend in these streets, bitch I'm hustling
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
You problems with me? I'ma let it blow

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke
Out of my mind, I'm
for a fact I'ma stick to the code
38 baby, you know I fold
I keep a chopper when out on the
of these rappers be acting like hoes
Up with the Glock and you know blow
If you a bitch then we do a song
I made a mil and I ain't my soul, gang
Walk in my show the beam
Fight in the club and I shoot it on
You know how we living, you that I'm with it
He play, he can get it, I put on Fiti
We don't play no games, get up out his he gon' die
Glock-17, quick to hit a nigga with that
All night serving fiends, we don't never go inside
Say that he want beef, you know for a fact we hide

Stitches]
So many inside the building when we walk in
If you ain't 'bout no money, why the fuck you talking?
You say you toting choppers but I know you nothing
I'm a legend in these streets, I'm always hustling
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my
I'm out of my mind, I'm out of
You want problems me? I'ma let it blow