Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel's Kick It

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

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

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

What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm you)
You got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty,
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 rock bottom, nigga, I forget it
When I wanted to slide, they ain't drive me, nigga, and you was with it
I was hollerin',