Luyện nghe bài hát Stop, Look, Listen, Live

1
At least wait till I do wrong
I mean I ain't driving as I'm writing this song
But you on my back as if I'm doing something wrong
All the time while I rhyme I be smoking a bong
Whilst robbing a assaulting a cop
And we mustn't forget my glock
When I walk down the street I must be loaded on
And a stock to sell to the block

But u know what off
I don't your shit
I don't need your eyes and I don't need your lip
I don't u pushing me so just get over it
So be so jealous and don't be such a prick

I don't this fuck off
Ain't my problem that your wife don't u off
And I ain't scared of you the cops
Cos I ain't done shit and they'll just let me off

2
You wanna judgment?
Become a
Cos u know shit about whether there's a smudge
On my
My
Or even my
You don't know
Like I rob houses
Someone robbed your
me
The fuck would I want with a from 93?
to be you but its awesome to be me
Try not to be jealous and say you see

3
So keep the dirty looks to
If all done wrong
Then all going to hell
Don't need judgement up as well
So listen to my story as you up the cell
You're just as bad as me so ill see u in
Least I don't pretend I'm an as well
So ill go and get pissed and kick off a scrote
And I'll see you in casting your vote