Luyện nghe bài hát Throwed Off

I say I'm walkin through the like FTW
Throwin twenty grand rubba bands every I shoot

And I make another twenty grand I hit the booth
Bad bitches all over me and none of wit you

I go on the beat, hell yea Ima lunatic
You can't find nemo you a tuna fish

2010, that's when I started it
But it was on my I just never went through with it

Gotta be hot when I up in the building
Dodging flames and fire ya women and the children

My goons so crazy be hangin from the ceiling
Beat layin face dead cuz I killed it.

Don't fuck around with me if you don't these problems
Bust ya in the now that's a graphic novel.

Yeah, so on workin it hoe
My niggas have ya lookin like she wrote

Why the fuck you hella jealous of my murderous
I come Alabama where the murderers go.

You say you like the thugs thanks to all the saving
I'm out the but I'm still paper chasing baby

They robbin me, asking me where the at
I light the switch in the "Where your brains at?"

I'm killing these snitches, they asking forgiveness, I'm coppin the shit I neva had.
I'm chillin wit bitches, askin for riches, I'm givin em shit and they still coming back.
I'm feelin these niggas who made it from zilch and I'm giving props to all of they tracks.
I'm sick of these bitches like the shit when I'm comin wit niggas who put on the mask.
They and runnin the game wit a mac. Comin for you, they about to attack.
Steadily runnin the streets with hoes, bullet holes be in yo Llac.