Luyện nghe bài hát Thought You Knew

Never gave a fuck and I still
So save lectures, I'm a gangbang for the rest of my life
A young BG in the brain
The youngest motherfucker on the chain

Yeah, I still slang my thangs a G
Really can I ever make your ass rest in
No need to my energy squabbin'
to pull the trigger, put your ass in a coffin

Never a baller but I trap many ballin'
Homies y'know I don't give a fuck, I was
You better hide your cos I'm out to get laid with dick
And her sprung on this black ass nigga

up out the gutter
Have her stealin' from her daddy and her
Sellin' rocks to the scandalous ass
Ready to meet my snaps, yeah I'm cool like
And I never gave a fuck about a stupid ass

ridin' on my bit
Niggas hit me up and
But I'm from the
Where the do or die
Representin' like a
The deep I thought you knew

As I crack from one hood to the next
Doin' credit card schemes and cashin' hot
I got a 9 for any nigga come runnin' up
motherfuckers on the duck

You can give a this or sling, the yea or the tracks
But when your starts choking ya, you gots ta break me off
I sweat ya like until ya give me my ends
If a nickel bag is sold in the park I in

In the of the night when the spot's not hot
You can find Boy rollin' down your block
Hittin' switches 'cause bitch is gettin paid, 'cause that's my way
And all the hoes still fuck
(You we do)

I bleed like the next man but the gat is in my hand
You can bet my ass is comin' out on top
L.A. hustlers can't without money
So before I make sense I gots ta a knot

'Cause I can't without my hoes
And I can't hit no switch the 6-4
Everybody wanna a nigga like me
But I won't be back in the CPT

Niggas to give me stuff
Billy Boy don't give a
First I warn you with my
I'll fuck you with my 9

Don't give your please cos I bang
But I'm down to fully
40 Thevz end down your
The circle's deep I you knew

I fold a rapper like a dollar just to his punk ass holler
Walk into his hood and his homies by the collar
Stock 'em all up like a pack of punk
Now I got his whole crew wearin' heels and dishes

You don't wanna see me out the front
Don't you take this shit for granted just cos call me Cool
R E S P E C T C O O L I O G
M to the A, A to the D
A circle full of niggas that you don't see

You ain't nuttin' but a that's fuckin' with a missile
I chew your ass like gristle 'til the ref blows the
a song of six packs, a pocket full of snaps
Ain't no punks in my pack
See I use to be now I blow indo smoke
First you diss my then you choke

C O M P T O N
Punk get two to the chin
I don't give a fuck got or who you know
Step to the madness, your ass go

Ain't a damn changed but only the year
East Coast, West Coast get this
You don't wanna see my
The circle's deep I thought you