Luyện nghe bài hát Right Back

[Intro:
Hi, my name is
I'm in bitch for my nigga Wifisfuneral
And the kid before

[Verse 1:
I low rate death in the skies
3 gon' put it to the test
I kill a motherfucker dead in the eye
Demons out in the evening, greaming
I can't lie man, I I was dead right now
[?]
I'd bury myself in the grave right now
What's the right now?
Young dead pimp coming from the motherfucking grave right now
Ay, dubs in my body move
You walk around like a pharmaceutical
I ain't new to this, new to you
I'm postin' bitch how 'bout you
Got on bands, I can throw to the roof
Got drugs on drugs and bitch getting loose
Got drinks, got purp, got sticks, it do?
Bussin' back on the pack
Name nigga with the sack
Got six of the tech
Spent ten bands on my
800 right on these shoes
Air game, game, what it do?
Know if any bitch my babies
New block, 40 go
But that, now I got paper
The lean move slow like the
New block, 40 go
But that, now I got paper
The lean move slow the matrix
New block, 40 go
But fuck that, now I got

[Hook:
Bussin' back on the pack
Name another with the sack
Bussin' right on the pack
Name another nigga with the
right back on the pack
Name another nigga with the

[Verse 2: Yung KiD
Two checks to your motherfucking
High class weed, stank like a motherfucking pest
My cup than the L.A river
Diamonds on me is make you shiver
Sippin on act you can my liver
My is so swolled and it look like glitter
Choked out, smoked out, you crying about?
Lyin' down on your feelings now you're now
I heard a [?] bitch that you now
I no empathy as we gon' kill your rave, bitch
Eight ounce, eight
Four ounce, break it
ounce
Four ounce, five ounce, it down
One pound, two pound, smoke it down, break it
One ounce, eight ounce, ounce, break it down