Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH [Explicit]

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

This "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we in halls
Underage, weed and alcohol
Grandma shells out the driveway
One of the homies got slayed so we bang at the King
I can take you where gangsters walk
Where real damus and locs, Boyz N the Hood even close
the girls' kitten show, hit the dope and the pussy soaked
Now she get you for your change, Captain Save-A-Hoe,
I ain't been right out the cervix
I know a M can make it
It came through than the one I worship
You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it sold
He got the nose
Summertime, we don't trust niggas in clothes
I swear the hood low, as the burner get I follow the city codes
My money
Missin' them of honey oats
bills in mama's coat
Cartoons and soap
This be the shit I wrote
This be that that hunnid spoke
Red and from head to toe

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

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

This shit 'round the back house
More baggies and that roach
In granny's plastic suede
play cat and that mouse
A pitchin' in major
Stay dope but we cater
you back to my Sega
Slammin' bones on that
Runnin' errands for grams, the at Tam's
to grow to a man
Before L.A. had them
Went to for the bitches, where scorin' drugs was the goal
Lungs black as a crow, got banned every hood store
My haters came for the better and came for the loads
Concrete we rose, you wasn't built from this mold
Fucked up the game with many
I've been a loc since O
I'm ten toes, you role
I do this shit for way before
Jehri curls, cut and sherm smoke
Got so many bodies the world knows,
Don't worry 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 friend?
You see my mothafuckin'
Met the in disguise
Look through my mothafuckin'

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

My picture was in frame
But my vision had
My memory is
But my feelings on
I could be all day if you let me go, go, go, go
Oh Lord!
You don't know the half of what I had to hold, hold, hold,
No Lord!
I see faces at my
My growin' short
I had no one to on
That's why that is so cold
Kinda like the cool king on my fallen 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 to see?