Luyện nghe bài hát Renegade

Uh, you I give a fuck about
these niggas say man
They talked about Jesus

I mad at when it rain, 'cause I know the sun is somewhere shinin'
Sorta some clear diamonds
I hardly see my moms, but she know her son is grindin'
where rhymin', or somewhere climbin'

Out of a pottable 760, very sticky
Wit a handgun, to send these cowards to Heaven
I ain't pussy, so I won't allow you to dick me
I know these grease balls, wonder how they ever stick me

But I move, the President through town
Wit stones the of earrings, in my Presidential crown
I put hollows from the Desert clowns, 'cause the cometary
Is where most of the dudes, that are hesitant are

So I take the time, of whatever the bench
The 4BM put down, in a seventy-two inch
Mean while getting adapted, to the fame has be
But I'm like I'm tryna take down Chamberlain's record

And the girls more like you, when you running around
Doing world tours like Michael, but girl's don't like you
You going on like thirty-six, flowin' on some mix
The little you get, you blowing on them dirty chicks

Tryna look young, so you throwing on the quick
I'm on my second V-12, you on ya thirty-six
You can at this rider, and see I'm on the come-up
'Cause I the hitch-hikers, like I don't see 'em with they thumb up

I turn the system up and keep boppin'
I never get, where I'm tryna go, if a nigga keep
And I tell the cops, this joint is for
Don't they see when I through

How these people point in my
why I poke out my jeans
Like my joint a erection
Till I'm in a joint for correction
And right now, the way rapper bi'ness
It wouldn't even me
If one of these rappers is a Fed,

I'm in the position to get rich, I'ma get it
Whether it come from on blocks, flippin' and pitchin'
And fuck the stove, and the kitchen where I and prepare it
Nigga you know and don't try to act like the ain't apparent

I'm on a mission to get richer, as simple as that
I make it obvious, when I up a pencil and rap
Like a .40 Cal, on instrumentals I clap
And these verses, are like the hollow point I sent through yo

I get you if I think you a rat
if you don't show loyalty
Then that show me where ya at
And you don't how much I been through, in fact

I never did like you, I ain't gon' pretend wit you cats
And I'm the nicest, I ain't say it twice and repeat it
I'm a lyrical genius, I been beated, defeated
I'ma draw my and squeeze it, you better believe it

Leave you parapaligic, I demand respect and I it
My the meanest, you probably dead if you seen it
Or spored out somewhere sick, you get red on the
And I blow off ya head for no reason and just I'm leavin'
You know me ya owe me homie
But the spread make us even,

And the bad about it is man
I'm twenty years old man
And I'm just fun
Man I ain't even man

Desert Storm's and in charge man
Cain, man
Yo Fab man, you even gotta go hard man
I got these man

Clue, at cha boy, Skatin' Dolla
Duro, our year man
Desert Storm, we kill niggas man
You already know what it is it's a man
Stop, "Street Dreamin"