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
sweeped shells out the driveway
One of the homies got slayed so we bang at the parade
I can take you spots where gangsters
Where real damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood wasn't close
the girls' kitten show, hit the dope and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for change, Captain Save-A-Hoe, mane
I been right since out the cervix
I know a M can 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 the hood low, as the burner get rolls I follow the city codes
My short
Missin' days of honey oats
Dollar in mama's coat
Cartoons and bubble
This be the shit I wrote
This be that ride hunnid spoke
Red and blue head to toe

Who a mothafuckin' friend?
You see them rims
Met the in disguise
through my mothafuckin' eyes

Look at my eyes, look at my
at my shit, cold
All of these lies, true to my
to my pen so
Take what you want, get what you
Open that
that shit raw
Ain't it? That raw
Look through my eyes
impaired by the high
No cares on my
Couple dares, is fine

shit from 'round the back house
More bagged and that roach
In granny's plastic couch
Best play cat and mouse
A pitchin' in major
servin' dope but we cater
Take you back to my
Slammin' on that table
Runnin' errands for grams, the 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 from every hood store
My haters for the better and money came for the loads
Concrete where we rose, you wasn't built this mold
Fucked up the game with flow
I've a loc since Henry O
I'm ten toes, you movie
I do this for lifers way before
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 big, homie
The world done on me, took my soul then clicked on me

Who needs a friend?
You see my rims
Met the devil in
Look my mothafuckin' 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 you like
Open window
Ain't that raw
Ain't it? That raw
through my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision impaired by the
No on my mind
dares, that is fine

My picture was in 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 know the half of what I had to hold, hold, hold, hold
No Lord!
I see faces at my
My patience short
I had no one to on
That's why that chip is so
Kinda the cool king on my fallen bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
that's my curtain call, my last go
Said isn't this what you wanted to see?
Ain't this shit what you to see?