Luyện nghe bài hát The Spiteful Chant

I know a lot of people that smile in my
But talk my back every time I'm gone
So when they call my number, I don't never up
I owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone
I'm going big, my dick
I'm going big, my dick
I'm going big, my dick
I'm going big, my dick
Too many niggas, not enough
And some of you niggas, acting hoes
to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the
To or be fake with you
We if you ever knew
Too many niggas, and not enough
And most of you niggas, like hoes

Everything I do is
I'ma my time, I'ma master it
You should be mindful of a
Put a landmine where your momma live
Now blow up, up, hold up
I seen your kind
See me as a sign
I resign on your report
That I done you wrong, and I to know
My homie
Nigga right now, now or never
Nigga right now, I'm high as but however

I know a lot of people that in my face
But behind my back every time I'm gone
So when they call my number, I never pick up
I don't owe you shit, bitch, me alone
I'm big, suck my dick
I'm going big, my dick
I'm going big, my dick
I'm going big, suck my
Too many niggas, not hoes
And some of you niggas, acting hoes
Stay to myself loners do
Get by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic or be with you
We if you ever knew
Too niggas, and not enough hoes
And most of you niggas, acting like

Everybody heard that I fuck Dre
And they wanna me, I made it
Nigga I ain't shit
If he gave me a
I'mma his wrist and break it
Nigga, I'm faded off of that
Chilling with two hoes in
And they tie my laces, living the
As pills disappear
Me and my niggas acting bad
conglomerate
Living that life and this cash
Old friends I no have

I a lot of people that smile in my face
But talk behind my back every time I'm
So when they call my number, I don't pick up
I don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me
I'm big, suck my dick
I'm going big, my dick
Too many niggas, not enough
And some of you niggas, acting hoes

I remember when I out and shit
Man been so long since they see my dick
Probably five months since I seen my seed
God dammit K. Dot it comes to this
When I was on couches
Nigga couldn't get a call, a Glock for my belt
I was motherfucking outchea
With the flashing had me stuck like reindeer
When I have been making bangers
I was somewhere stuck with a flame
see how far that I came here
Went broke and I up in the same year
Can I get a hell
Drop my tear, hold my joy, show my
(Music saved my life I'm doing right
And you left
my pain, now I'm styling
Hermes shit, I a thousand
Different homes, islands)
Dropped my and it sold like an album
why I'm going big bitch, suck my dick
Yeah I'm going big bitch, suck my
Tell 'em I'm going big bitch, suck my
Yeah I'm going big bitch, suck my
Too many niggas, not hoes
And of you niggas, acting like hoes
to myself like loners do
Get by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic or be with you
We apologize if you ever
Too many niggas, and not enough
And most of you niggas, like hoes

hoes, like hoes, like hoes, like hoes,
Like hoes, actin' a hoe
Like hoes, hoes, like hoes
You acting like a hoe, you acting a hoe,
You acting a hoe, you acting like a hoe
Niggas actin like hoes, like hoes, like hoes, like