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 slayed so we bang at the parade
I can take you where gangsters walk
real damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood wasn't even close
Where the girls' show, hit the dope and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for change, Captain Save-A-Hoe, mane
I ain't been right out the cervix
I know a M can make it
It through more than the one I worship
You I lie, the truth be told, the dope, it gettin' sold
He got the nose
Summertime, we don't trust niggas in winter
I swear the hood low, as the burner get I follow the city codes
My short
Missin' them days of honey
Dollar in mama's coat
and bubble soap
This be the realest I wrote
This be that ride hunnid spoke
Red and blue head to toe

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

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

This shit from 'round the back
More bagged and that roach
In plastic suede couch
play cat and that mouse
A minor in major
Stay servin' but we cater
Take you back to my
Slammin' bones on that
Runnin' for grams, the paramedics at Tam's
to grow to a man
Before L.A. had them
Went to school for the bitches, where scorin' was the goal
Lungs black as a crow, got banned from every 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 Henry O
I'm ten toes, you movie
I do this shit for way before
Jehri curls, cut Dickies and sherm
Got so many bodies the knows, shit
Don't 'bout 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 mothafuckin'
Met the devil in
Look my mothafuckin' eyes

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

My was in full frame
But my had distort
My memory is
But my on point
I be here all day if you let me go, go, go, go
Oh Lord!
You don't the half of what I had to hold, hold, hold, hold
No Lord!
I see faces at my
My growin' short
I had no one to on
That's why chip is so cold
Kinda like the cool king on my bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
that's my curtain call, my last go
Said isn't this shit what you wanted to
this shit what you wanted to see?