Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH

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trade the noise for a piece of divine
Uh!

This "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we hang in
Underage, smokin' and alcohol
sweeped shells out the driveway
One of the homies got so we bang at the King parade
I can you spots where gangsters walk
real damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood wasn't even close
Where the girls' kitten show, hit the dope and the soaked
Now she get you for your change, Save-A-Hoe, mane
I ain't been right since out the
I a M can make it perfect
It came through more the one I worship
You I lie, the truth be told, the dope, it gettin' sold
He got the runny
Summertime, we don't niggas in winter clothes
I swear the hood low, as the burner get rolls I follow the codes
My money
Missin' them days of oats
Dollar in mama's coat
Cartoons and bubble
This be the realest shit I
This be that that hunnid spoke
Red and from head to toe

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

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

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

Who needs a friend?
You see my rims
Met the devil in
Look through my eyes

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

My picture was in full
But my had distort
My is okay
But my feelings on
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 short
I had no one to on
why that chip is so cold
Kinda like the cool king on my fallen bros, bros, bros,
Oh Lord!
Guess my curtain call, my last go
Said isn't this shit you wanted to see?
this shit what you wanted to see?