Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel's Kick It

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

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

I'm with some hoes realer than these niggas, and that's a fact
I'm with my bros more triller than bitches, understand that
Youngin the slums and he don't wanna tote no pistol, we ain't heard of that
I'ma let him play it, we coming a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah
Get trapped in with these hoes, she just want a baby
More into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy
All through the night, back to back them poles, this shit amazing
In his hood, he don't see no greatness, he gon' or let it faze him
Nigga him
Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride him
like that he keep his head in them books so they won't let you slime 'bout him
Police probably on him
for to see if he got that fire on him
But youngin ain't that, he ain't feelin' that
So he learned to on 'em
Now let me tell you that I'm a different
Had my first at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream
And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to the peace but couldn't
Turned 17, you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes
At them ass niggas
Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's answer?
You up fire, you better break one, nigga, what's the hassle?
Still to 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 show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing
Young nigga pull up in that Bentley no head
This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga it

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