Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH [Explicit]

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trade the noise for a piece of divine
Uh!

This "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we in halls
Underage, weed and alcohol
Grandma sweeped shells out the
One of the homies got slayed so we bang at the parade
I can take you spots gangsters walk
Where damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood wasn't even close
Where the kitten show, hit the dope and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for change, Captain Save-A-Hoe, mane
I ain't 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 truth be told, the dope, it sold
He got the runny
Summertime, we don't trust niggas in winter
I swear the hood low, as the burner get rolls I follow the codes
My money
Missin' them of honey oats
bills in mama's coat
Cartoons and bubble
This be the realest shit I
be that ride that hunnid spoke
Red and blue from to toe

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

Look at my eyes, look at my
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? That raw
through my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision impaired by the
No on my mind
Couple dares, is fine

shit from 'round the back house
More baggies and that roach
In granny's suede couch
Best play cat and that
A minor pitchin' in
Stay dope but we cater
Take you back to my
bones on that table
Runnin' for grams, the paramedics at Tam's
to grow 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 from every hood store
My haters came for the better and came for the loads
Concrete where we rose, you wasn't built from mold
Fucked up the game with flow
I've been a loc Henry O
I'm ten toes, you role
I do this shit for lifers way
curls, cut Dickies and sherm smoke
Got so many bodies the knows, shit
Don't worry 'bout no witness, your homies go under
But our dreams big, homie
The world done flipped on me, my soul then clicked on me

Who a mothafuckin' friend?
You see my rims
Met the devil in
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 that raw
Ain't it? shit raw
Look through my mothafuckin'
Vision impaired by the
No cares on my
dares, that is fine

My was in full frame
But my vision had
My is okay
But my feelings on
I be here 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
why that chip is so cold
Kinda like the cool king on my bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
Guess that's my call, my last go
Said this shit what you wanted to see?
Ain't this shit what you to see?