Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH

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Blank face, blank face, blank face, face
face, blank face
I'll trade the for a piece of divine
Uh!

This "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we hang in
Underage, weed and alcohol
Grandma sweeped out the driveway
One of the homies got slayed so we at the King parade
I can take you spots gangsters walk
Where real damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood even close
Where the girls' show, hit the dope and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for your change, Save-A-Hoe, mane
I been right since out the cervix
I know a M can it perfect
It came through more than the one I
You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it sold
He got the runny
Summertime, we don't trust niggas in clothes
I the hood low, as the burner get rolls I follow the city codes
My short
them days of honey oats
Dollar in mama's coat
Cartoons and bubble
This be the realest shit I
This be that ride hunnid spoke
Red and from head to toe

Who needs a mothafuckin'
You see them rims
Met the devil in
Look my mothafuckin' 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 that raw
Ain't it? shit raw
through my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision by the high
No on my mind
Couple dares, is fine

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

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

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

My picture was in frame
But my had distort
My memory is
But my on point
I could be 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 patience growin'
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 you wanted to see?
Ain't this shit what you wanted to