Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel's Kick It

Wheezy here
no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track

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

I'm with some hoes more realer than 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 from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah
Get in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby
More deep into life, he worried his goals, she think it's crazy
All through the night, back to hearin' them poles, this shit amazing
In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' or let it faze him
Nigga him
Got OG's in the hood gon' ride 'bout him
They like he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him
probably 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 tell you I'm a different breed
Had my baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream
And it was something like King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't
Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of
At them ass niggas
Shit, you die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's your 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 with me or against me, want me splattered

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

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