Luyện nghe bài hát SW4

Nah, we the same, hmm
You got that ho on retainer, I do no explaining
I'll never be famous, I go everywhere my banger
You'll tell to a stranger, let me guess, you a gangster
I scared of you motherfuckers, I'm just afraid of my

If she me like she say she love me we gon' be alright
I call and check up on her just to see if she alright
Never home, I'm wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She just picked me up from a flight, I take back off, I tonight

I'm living fast, two on the dash
I'm really getting to a bag, these niggas in the past
talk facts, I'm the one with them racks
I'm the one that'll pull up on you all by with that MAC
I'm the one niggas pull up on and I tell 'em around the back
it out the back, pop it out the vac sack
Know I'm probably tax
If you know I got it on me, showing out for the police, I you a rat
Just a loss, I think about eighty racks
All I can think is making it back
If this plug just keep it coming, fuck it we gon' be
I done ran a up on 'em but I still will squeeze on sight
Whippin' on me when I'm wrong but yeah they still gon' my writes

I'm the one with the thirty rounds on the gauge
Chopper singing, let it
I got but a hand grenade
I was really gon' blow, I was like fourteen pipe bombs
Now I got a little more sense but still shoot like a Nikon
Wrong place at the time, but you niggas fuckin' with the right one
They call Craig Petties notorious, but I'm from he's an icon
Being ain't never no fun
when they ain't have a GoFundMe
I was with a snow bunny
Paying all our bills my dope money
is, I been broke before, broke and poor, I ain't even gon' front
I brought steak for dinner but all my want is cinnamon toast crunch
I the rifle like I go hunt, I stack the paper like a whole bunch
I say life is sorta like a toilet seat, you come pulling shit, I'm gon'
you got life insurance, big time
Poppin' shit the brick guy
they pop your ass and your mama can't afford to bury you without a fish fry
No rest, I can never up, something like a ziptie
Got incendiaries in that thirty round, I'll hop out on you and fire

overkill, I'm in over-grind like it's overtime, I don't get tired
You a ho for real, and a pussy, that's why you always be ridin'
We fell out but I never switched sides
And I never let slide
your baby mama while the kid nap
Doin' drive-bys out the bitch
Selling mid out a from Enterprise
They ain't have nothing bigger than a
That's the between hitters and sendouts
Don't me lil nigga, I been about it
Seventy-five round drum me now
Ten in the penthouse
I just opened one and the loud
I just sold three for ten thousand
Me and bro gon' these other six down
we gon' be alright
I just need a light, step brothers for

If she love me like she say she love me we be alright
I still and check up on her just to see if she alright
Never home, I'm wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She just me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight