Luyện nghe bài hát The Law

Who'd ever thought that make from the ghetto dreaming
Being light-skin when your Puerto Rican
I went to see the voodoo priest while dealing
Seeking protection from my know they always scheming
Santorini beads on my neck the heathen
Point blank range (HOT) led brains
casket facetime jokes turnt strange
Tried to be away tired of played
Took my talent to South Beach, but I couldn't stay
Rumored that I signed a with Wayne
I was in the
Held my weight every time I came, ask Mack
Me and communicate about the penitentiary
Hard to deal pussy niggas I got two convictions
Everything I say the music to convince it
in peace to Hank and Paul, ball like Rodney Vincent
Going days without eating Belaire had me
with Tommy Ray a bunch of niggas envy
Some say he ain't as portrayed I be different
V6 supercharged under key
Lowkey windows chilling with my bitches
Nook I'm second thoughts of who really with me
Cold game, cold heart this a sport
say I'm chosen don't know what I'm chose for,
Graduated the form my name emancipated
Court cases statute of limitations, type of shit get me high somewhat invigorating
Get it in 10 to 10 when I get to craving, eat the plate the utensil then begin the scrape it
No expectation for you rappers I'm a Gucci man, yellow Vette me and Lito' Gucci Maine
Start track, it up back to the future
me up, think fly make a niggah' shoot ya'
Seen alot of shit that never happened in the
Front page, newspaper game foolish
Slow nights catching sales we going fishing
Snow on the scale break them down to nickels
Hustle in my pedigree scared of my potential
Vicky momma kitchen steady up her dishes
Her brother never liked me, said he not catch me slipping
But he don't know I step on I'm really bout my business
GunnaGang big ol' pistol rip ya'
Sitting the misses meant to say my mistress
Balenciaga shopping in the store call me Mr
my cousin Armeis Way, free my nigga' Mister
When Rico Love talk to me music, I just listen
and don't get tired, that's how you shit on competition
Wishin' I had time to go and it wit' Lump,
Recordin' in Miami, recording out in
Foreign women in sandals, in the I examin'
Fish plates, veggie lettuce wraps, check the trap
Lou that's my lil nigga' it going we forever that
Southside landlord hanging with
big fine ass naked in Chinchilla
Sir Newton fashion jacket it just got delivered
You don't see this I'm packin, flippin' in the rental
Remove the plate and spin the while hangin' out the window
open, hoppin' out and everybody get it
Bread of the roundtable everybody winnin'
Thirsty disloyal career to get at fitted
Whoever with ya' make sure everybody get it
Death in the family, damn everybody it
Holdin' my dick irritated, need penicillin
as if the chick I'm lovin' wasn't fuckin niggas'
Complimented her to lift her up she wasn't with it
Rub her feet, bathe her, kiss her soft, to suck her titties'
To me she was a queen, but she want that nigga'
Punchin' on her, her I guess she love that nigga'
Tears fall after my daughter's death, even saw the steps
in the streets, if it wasn't there then it was jail
You respect the dealer, I respect the one who tell