Luyện nghe bài hát Spring Training

We gonna need more than a block, we
Nah, I'm not rapping, I'm
Quite simply, back, diamond white Bentley
Approach it I empty, since I never gave a FUCK
Ain't nothing you can say that offend me
Not when only reason shorty's in the is to ? me
you do a little better they begin to hate ya
So I keep animals with me, it's in my nature
If you don't hear the real then I ain't finna make ya
You just hearing what's coming from them incinerators
But when show the hatred is when you know you made it
Me, I been to hell and back the shit is over
But every day could be your last, so if met me
be with a few of viagras and a couple beckys
You want a crash course? Know the
I promise y'all if I got high I'd smoke Canibus
From best to worst, from to barely here
Since they repo'd your prime this ain't really fair
Losing his mind, somebody set him straight
Buckingham Palace, now it's Section 8
In why rep that hard?
And who the fuck dug him up Wyclef's backyard?
But off him, not a of you is trife
And you can't afford the drama your Arsenal's a knife
No heart in you to survive, nigga living an orphan
Beefing bout New Jersey but you living in New
I even got to stab you, far from a threat
I get why a Hitman felt he needed to Holla at you
Come to shit, you real bad at matching wits
I'm better with a bitch, how I'm not the catalyst?
When the shots finish flying I bury the
I off the same day Tyler Perry'll miss it
But what stifles me is how you sit and idly
Call this a rivalry when your me
How you throw a shot at you try to be?
Sad part is nothing in life coincides with me
Now me that's your strategy son
The clip's extended, they looking like Natalie
Sayin' we can the shotties how is he supposed to stop me?
As a hobby I get inhaling decomposing bodies
And if you decide to cross Joe, I'll be with a crossbow
And feed his torso to my baby corso
Shit has far enough, it's time to finish this
Should stop starting matches 'gainst the limitless
Friends with my foes so my are annoyed
Everyday just watch me cry tears of joy
I don't for the ploy, came up from being hella broke
You think the fans are buying music, I'm hope
some insight homie, fuck making a friend
My funeral be by invite-only
By I'm going to hell maybe for selling dope
I my own table sectioned off with a velvet rope
Might want to see Heaven, need a telescope
A girl to restock anytime the cellar's low
Bottle service, maybe a couple
High ceilings, flat and double doors
I'm not a member, I'm not a worshipper
Just a Jers nigga tryin'a have a couple with her
Strollin' through the hood she seem outta place
Used to niggas her up that'll cling to her waist
Me, I've never been a nigga that a fiend had to
Ask for gucci all you get is cream to the face
So I put my G stacks up against your little weed
A one time only event, get a recap
Aim it at his knee caps, have in your crib
you get home, your lil' girl in the back they think it's TCAP
So can put all the blaming on me
But keep in this is training for me