Luyện nghe bài hát Rumors

They wanna see me dead prices on my head
Spreadin rumors round town I fell down
They cant me down they cant stop my shine
They cant block my grind its game time
Pyru for breads off the elms nigga ian big on lick
Cause ian to the mother land here I stand grown ass
Man gun in my hand ion no man FLOCKA!!!

1]
These niggas fuckin trippin second guess am I
Better tell em I'm gone kill em twenty bags and em
Come get em ya boy scared to say nun him
I thank that I him I swear to god
Dont fear them these straight trippin
Thinkin I'm slippin pull it out
Then I'm rippin my click
Itchin for the fuckin victum
Free my isum tunnel fuckin vision
I to god on jesus christ I dnt fuckin hear em

2]
These niggas say they kilt me and kidnapped my
Ion got no daughter they mad cause imma baller
And hoes a caller you know that imma stall her
Then dick her and ball her then ever call her
Grind hard like my I'm the problem solver AR
Or revolver you hard then I am harder actin like a killer
You pussy ass nigga you aint murder
Thats why I'm still alive BRICKSQUAD!!!