Luyện nghe bài hát Renegade

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

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

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

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

So I the time, of whatever the bench throws
The 4BM put down, in a inch hole
while 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 around
Doing tours like Michael, but girl's sure don't like you
You going on like thirty-six, flowin' on berry mix
The little money you get, you blowing on them dirty

Tryna look young, so you on the jersey quick
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 pass the hitch-hikers, I don't see 'em with they thumb up

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

How these people point in my
why I poke out my jeans
Like my joint with a
Till I'm in a joint for correction
And now, the way rapper bi'ness spread
It wouldn't even 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 cook and it
Nigga you know and don't try to act like the truth ain't

I'm on a mission to get richer, it's as as that
I make it obvious, when I up a pencil and rap
a .40 Cal, spittin' 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 loyalty
that show me where ya principles at
And you know how much I been 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 beated, defeated
I'ma draw my weapon and squeeze it, you better it

Leave you parapaligic, I respect and I mean it
My the meanest, you probably 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 me ya owe me homie
But the make us even, blow

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

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

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