Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH

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I'll the noise for a piece of divine
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that "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we hang in
Underage, weed and alcohol
Grandma shells out the driveway
One of the got slayed so we bang at the King parade
I can take you spots gangsters walk
Where damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood wasn't even close
the girls' kitten show, hit the dope and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for your change, Captain Save-A-Hoe,
I ain't been right out the cervix
I a M can make it perfect
It came through more than the one I
You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it gettin'
He got the nose
Summertime, we trust niggas in winter clothes
I swear the hood low, as the burner get rolls I follow the city
My money
them days of honey oats
Dollar bills in mama's
Cartoons and soap
be the realest shit I wrote
This be that ride that spoke
Red and blue head to toe

Who a mothafuckin' friend?
You see them mothafuckin'
Met the in disguise
Look through my mothafuckin'

at my eyes, look at my block
Look at my shit,
All of these lies, to my life
to my pen so
Take what you want, get you like
that window
Ain't shit raw
Ain't it? That raw
Look my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision impaired by the
No cares on my
dares, that is fine

This shit 'round the back house
More baggies bagged and that
In granny's suede couch
Best cat and that mouse
A minor in major
Stay servin' but we cater
you back to my Sega
Slammin' bones on table
Runnin' for grams, the paramedics at Tam's
to grow to a man
Before L.A. had them
to school for the bitches, where scorin' drugs was the goal
Lungs black as a crow, got banned from every store
My haters came for the and money came for the loads
Concrete where we rose, you built from this mold
Fucked up the with many flow
I've been a loc Henry O
I'm ten toes, you movie
I do this shit for lifers way
Jehri curls, cut Dickies and smoke
Got so many bodies the knows, shit
Don't worry no witness, your homies go under oath
But our dreams big, homie
The world done flipped on me, my soul then clicked on me

Who needs a mothafuckin'
You see my rims
Met the in disguise
Look through my mothafuckin'

at my eyes, look at my block
Look at my shit,
All of these lies, true to my
to my pen so
Take what you want, get what you
Open window
Ain't shit raw
Ain't it? That raw
Look my mothafuckin' eyes
impaired by the high
No cares on my
Couple dares, that is

My was in full frame
But my vision had
My is okay
But my on point
I could be all day if you let me go, go, go, go
Oh Lord!
You don't know the of what I had to hold, hold, hold, hold
No Lord!
I see at my window
My patience growin'
I had no one to on
why that chip is so cold
Kinda the cool king on my fallen bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
that's my curtain call, my last go
Said isn't this what you wanted to see?
Ain't this shit what you to see?