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, smokin' weed and
sweeped shells out the driveway
One of the got slayed so we bang at the King parade
I can take you where gangsters walk
Where real damus and locs, N the Hood wasn't even close
Where the girls' kitten show, hit the and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for your change, Captain Save-A-Hoe,
I been right since out the cervix
I a M can make it perfect
It came through than the one I worship
You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it gettin'
He got the runny
Summertime, we trust niggas in winter clothes
I swear the hood low, as the burner get rolls I the city codes
My short
them days of honey oats
Dollar bills in mama's
and bubble soap
This be the realest shit I
This be that ride that hunnid
Red and from head to toe

Who needs a mothafuckin'
You see mothafuckin' rims
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 what you want, get what you
Open window
Ain't shit raw
Ain't it? shit raw
Look my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision by the high
No cares on my
dares, that is fine

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

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

Look at my eyes, at my block
at my shit, cold
All of these lies, true to my
to my pen so
Take what you want, get what you
Open window
that shit raw
Ain't it? That raw
Look through my eyes
Vision impaired by the
No on my mind
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 half of I had to hold, hold, hold, hold
No Lord!
I see at my window
My growin' short
I had no one to on
That's why that chip is so
Kinda like the cool on my fallen bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
Guess that's my call, my last go
Said isn't this what you wanted to see?
Ain't this shit what you to see?