Luyện nghe bài hát Reach

[Verse 1: Martin
Boy I swear I've up on my own shit
Boy I swear I that we the coldest
Made the shit comin' from the city right now
If you ain't know it now you better take
And I'm in my own lane, I fuck with you niggas
My circle's so small and it's of guerillas
I baby these niggas, off to your city
Keep pussy ass beats, I ain't fuckin' with the little niggas
Blindfolded, see through the
BCC from the scene, a sec for you to see me
Tryna put a on me, people couldn't read me
It's a shame you don't listen way cause it's easy
Holler with the dollars if you me
Niggas really livin' and I'm shit I'm "mothafuck a freebie"
Knee deep in a damn beat In the so steep
Tryna eat and the finna feed me, uhh
They shit bang like my shit
Flow through them vibes on lonesome
This that autopilot
Too cool for the new school, is in session
Get left way behind I write this
And the get rolled by the minute now
That you mention it, hold up finna this
You can find me walking down with my head high
You already know a nigga hittin'
Look up in the I see red eyes
Blue flame got a floatin' in a smoke
New wave got niggas in a boat
Niggas mad they hatin' all on the low
And she with the drama, had to let her go
I've been killin' for a minute if you didn't

[Pre-Hook: Martin
They wanna see a nigga win
don't wanna see a nigga eat
They wanna let a nigga in
They like, then a young nigga gotta
I ain't even off that
A nigga threw racks in the game, got it
Now everywhere I go they a nigga name before I ever said it
"God how he do it, how the boy get on the map?"

Martin $ky] (x4)
They said I couldn't, I can and I did it
(They that I couldn't, I can and I did it)

2: Saba]
Still hit the curb when I'm parkin', I get coal out the fossil
Grew up round laws and the silence, everybody thought was Scarface
But me I don't bang I don't partake, but I'm still too to be called fake
My ex's still through heartache, cause I keep shit flippin' like Hardy
[?] in this Harley
Noise, pivot, pull up in the party
But, that's why bitin', they just copy
Up, but them hardly, us
That fat sing in falsetto for niggas
It's all said an done, that's for my nigga
all gassed up, but it's all petrol and pitiful
I'm hood like a gyro, so de gallo
Red out the gun, a start
Put on my mom and my pop
I heard they shots
I be on my arm like a lock
So if you 'bout it meet me at the
Young, legend in the
So Michael I lead to heavens way
So Jackson I'm dressed in all black
I'm a information with bros like the Wayans
go Super Saiyan
[Pre-Hook] + (x4)