Luyện nghe bài hát Renegade

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

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

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

But I move, like the through town
Wit stones the size of earrings, in my crown
I put hollows from the 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 getting adapted, to the fame has be hectic
But I'm fucking like I'm tryna take down Chamberlain's

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

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

I just turn the system up and keep
I get, where I'm tryna go, if a nigga keep stoppin'
And I the cops, this joint is for protection
Don't they see when I through

How these point in my direction
That's why I poke out my
Like my joint with a
I'm in a joint made for correction
And right now, the way rapper spread
It wouldn't surprise 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 the stove, and the kitchen where I cook and prepare it
Nigga you know and try to act like the truth 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, spittin' on instrumentals I
And these verses, are like the hollow I sent through yo back

I get you if I think you a rat
'Cause if you don't show
that show me where ya principles at
And you don't know how 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 gotta say it twice and it
I'm a lyrical genius, I never beated, defeated
I'ma draw my weapon and it, you better believe it

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

And the bad part it is man
I'm twenty years old man
And I'm havin' fun
Man I even tryin' 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, it's our man
Desert Storm, we kill niggas man
You already what it is it's a ho'cide man
Stop, "Street Dreamin"