Luyện nghe bài hát Renegade

Uh, you think I a fuck about
What these say man
even talked about Jesus

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

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

But I move, like the President town
Wit stones the of earrings, in my Presidential crown
I put hollows from the Desert into clowns, the cometary
Is where most of the dudes, are hesitant are found

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I did like you, I ain't even gon' pretend wit you cats
And I'm the nicest, I ain't gotta say it and repeat it
I'm a lyrical genius, I been beated, defeated
I'ma draw my weapon and squeeze it, you better it

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

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

Desert Storm's youngest and in man
Cain, man
Yo Fab man, you ain't even gotta go 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 it's a man
Stop, "Street Dreamin"