Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel's Kick It

Wheezy outta
Ain't no goin' back, my Wheezy on the track

Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living?
I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, try leave out the killing
Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no
This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga it
For a big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah
Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it,
down, I'm with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah
Sending God my wishes, still got some pending,

I'm some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact
I'm with my bros triller than these bitches, understand that
Youngin from the slums and he wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that
I'ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he know 'bout a trap, nah
Get trapped in with these hoes, she just want a baby
More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's
All through the night, back to back them poles, this shit amazing
In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he grow or let it faze him
fade him
Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride him
They like that he keep his head in them books so they let you slime 'bout him
Police slide on him
Only for to see if he got fire on him
But youngin ain't that, he ain't feelin' that
So he to hide on 'em
Now let me you that I'm a different breed
Had my first at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream
And it was something like Luther King, for to keep the peace but couldn't
Turned 17, you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes
At bitch ass niggas
Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's answer?
You up that fire, you better one, nigga, what's the hassle?
to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor
Like is they me or against me, probably want me splattered

Can I a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah
I'd rather show you, the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing
Young nigga pull up in Bentley with no head
This a picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it

you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)
You got twenty on that nigga head, then it forty, nigga
Shit, you know me on dummy, I'll put a hundred, nigga
For to see you smile, I risk my life, that's on my mama,
You was with me at bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it
When I to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it
I was hollerin',