Luyện nghe bài hát Renegade

Uh, you think I give a fuck
What niggas say man
They even talked Jesus

I ain't mad at when it rain, 'cause I know the sun is shinin'
Sorta like some clear
I see my moms, but she know her son is somewhere grindin'
where rhymin', or somewhere climbin'

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

But I move, like the through town
Wit stones the size of earrings, in my Presidential
I put hollows the Desert into clowns, 'cause the cometary
Is where of the dudes, that are hesitant are found

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

And the girls than like you, when you running around
Doing world tours like Michael, but girl's sure like you
You going on like thirty-six, on some berry mix
The little money you get, you blowing on them chicks

Tryna young, so you throwing on the jersey quick
I'm on my second V-12, you going on ya
You can look at rider, and see I'm on the come-up
'Cause I pass the hitch-hikers, like I see 'em with they thumb up

I just 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 come

How these people point in my
That's why I poke out my
my joint with a erection
Till I'm in a made for correction
And now, the way rapper bi'ness spread
It wouldn't surprise me
If one of rappers is a Fed, nigga

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

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

I get you murdered if I you a rat
'Cause if you don't show
Then that show me ya principles at
And you don't know how much I through, in fact

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

Leave you parapaligic, I respect and I mean it
My Desert's the meanest, you probably if you seen it
Or spored out somewhere sick, you get red on the
And I blow off ya head for no and just when I'm leavin'
You don't me ya owe me homie
But the spread us even, blow

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

Desert Storm's and in charge man
Cain, man
Yo Fab man, you ain't gotta go hard man
I got niggas man

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