Luyện nghe bài hát SW4

Nah, we the same, hmm
You got that ho on retainer, I don't do no
never be famous, I go everywhere with my banger
You'll tell to a stranger, let me guess, you a gangster
I ain't of you motherfuckers, I'm just afraid of my

If she me like she say she love me we gon' be alright
I still call and check up on her just to see if she
Never home, I'm living wrong, I 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 livin' in the
Let's talk facts, I'm the one 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 'em pull 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, out for the police, I think you a rat
Just took a loss, I think about racks
All I can think is making it back
If this plug just keep it coming, it we gon' be alright
I done ran a check up on 'em but I still will squeeze on
Whippin' on me when I'm but yeah they still gon' read my writes

I'm the one with the thirty rounds on the gauge
Chopper singing, let it
I got everything but a hand
I was gon' blow, I was like fourteen makin' pipe bombs
Now I got a little more sense but I'll still like a Nikon
Wrong place at the wrong time, but you niggas with the right one
They Craig Petties notorious, but where I'm from he's an icon
Being broke ain't no fun
Back when ain't have a GoFundMe
I was moteling with a bunny
Paying all our bills my dope money
Truth is, I been broke before, broke and poor, I ain't even gon'
I brought steak for dinner but all my daughter want is toast crunch
I keep the rifle like I go hunt, I stack the paper like a bunch
I say life is like a toilet seat, you come pulling shit, I'm gon' dump
you got life insurance, big time
Poppin' shit the brick guy
'til they pop your ass and your mama can't afford to bury you a fish fry
No rest, I can never loosen up, like a ziptie
Got incendiaries in that round, I'll hop out on you and spit fire

That's overkill, I'm in over-grind like it's overtime, I don't get
You a ho for real, and a pussy, that's why you always be ridin'
We might've fell out but I never sides
And I let shit slide
your baby mama while the kid nap
Doin' drive-bys out the ride
Selling mid out a rental from
They ain't nothing bigger than a midsize
That's the difference hitters and sendouts
Don't tell me lil nigga, I been it
round drum with me now
Ten in the penthouse
I just opened one and the shit
I just sold three for like ten
Me and bro gon' break these other six
we gon' be alright
I just a light, step brothers for life

If she love me like she say she love me we gon' be
I still call and check up on her just to see if she
home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She picked me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight