Luyện nghe bài hát Rumors

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

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

2]
These niggas say they me and kidnapped my daughter
Ion even got no daughter they mad cause baller
And they hoes a you know that imma stall her
Then her and ball her then never ever call her
Grind hard like my mother I'm the problem AR
Or revolver you hard then I am harder stop actin like a
You ass nigga you aint wanna murder
why I'm still alive nigga BRICKSQUAD!!!