Luyện nghe bài hát Renegade

Uh, you think I a fuck about
these niggas say man
They even talked about

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 somewhere
Some rhymin', or somewhere climbin'

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

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

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

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

Tryna look young, so you throwing on the jersey
I'm on my second V-12, you going on ya
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 just turn the system up and keep
I get, where I'm tryna go, if a nigga keep stoppin'
And I tell the cops, this is for protection
they see when I come through

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

I'm in the position to get rich, I'ma get it
Whether it from rapping on blocks, flippin' and pitchin'
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 to get richer, it's as simple as that
I it obvious, when I pick up a pencil and rap
a .40 Cal, spittin' 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
'Cause if you don't show
Then that show me where ya at
And you know 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 gotta say it twice and it
I'm a lyrical genius, I been beated, defeated
I'ma my weapon and squeeze it, you better believe it

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

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

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

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