Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Schemin

I could paint a pretty picture, of of pain and scriptures
Of bitches eyes on your
Black tainted in them mixtures
Ah, it's like Picasso, in bitch
Female pac up in this I'll apocalypse your shitrejoicing the thoughts of putting these bitches bodies in hursesmy mission in body ambition like Nazi ignition
And body all curses, no Shawties in pursesCause I keep a couple shooters that will John Goti your purpose
These bitches ain't real, they just clown bitches
I remember when they used to feel real down bitches
I'm from a city respect don't come from currency
And I don't wanna hear what you gonna do, what you done
15 left to get my money right
All I knew was hustle bitch, you see what my money
But I can still smell'em potent memoriesGuess that's how god kept me grounded like oh, remember these?
Now it's just me and my nigga, I'm the to his Clyde
And I for my nigga, oh
And all you snake ass, ass, hating ass, hoes
Was just for a bitch to blow
just to pin point my pivatle pinnacles my pitfalls I pity y'all yall pity fool, I pity the fool that pic y'allno question though, I be on that other shitLike fuck that hoe I'm on a mission JoeYou should too, if you knew
this game will do to you
Look at all the bullshit I've been
Picken through the bullshit I seen through
No Biggy though, I'm on real shit
So though, my mother need a new house
Trying to put my brother through college so that shit y'all talk
I could give a about.