Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH

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I'll trade the for a piece of divine
Uh!

that "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we in halls
Underage, smokin' weed and
Grandma shells out the driveway
One of the got slayed so we bang at the King parade
I can you spots where gangsters walk
Where real damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood wasn't close
Where the girls' kitten show, hit the and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for your change, Save-A-Hoe, mane
I been right since out the cervix
I a M can make it perfect
It came through more the one I worship
You I never lie, the be told, the dope, it gettin' sold
He got the nose
Summertime, we don't trust niggas in clothes
I swear the hood low, as the burner get rolls I follow the city
My money
Missin' days of honey oats
Dollar bills in mama's
Cartoons and soap
This be the realest shit I
This be that ride that hunnid
Red and from head to toe

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

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
that window
Ain't shit raw
it? That shit raw
Look through my eyes
Vision by the high
No on my mind
dares, that is fine

This shit from the back house
More baggies and that roach
In granny's suede couch
Best play cat and mouse
A pitchin' in major
servin' dope but we cater
Take you back to my
Slammin' bones on that
errands for grams, the paramedics at Tam's
Forced to to a man
L.A. had them Rams
Went to for the bitches, where scorin' drugs was the goal
Lungs as a crow, got banned from every hood store
My haters came for the better and money came for the
Concrete where we rose, you wasn't built from mold
Fucked up the game with many
been a loc since Henry O
I'm ten toes, you movie
I do this shit for way before
curls, cut Dickies and sherm smoke
Got so bodies the world knows, shit
worry 'bout no witness, your homies go under oath
But our dreams were big,
The world done flipped on me, took my soul then on me

Who needs a mothafuckin'
You see my mothafuckin'
Met the devil in
through my mothafuckin' eyes

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

My picture was in full
But my had distort
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 faces at my
My patience growin'
I had no one to on
That's why chip is so cold
Kinda like the king on my fallen bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
Guess my curtain call, my last go
Said isn't this shit what you to see?
Ain't this shit what you to see?