Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH [Explicit]

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

that "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we in halls
Underage, smokin' weed and
Grandma shells 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 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 been since out the cervix
I a M can make it perfect
It came more than the one I worship
You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it gettin'
He got the runny
Summertime, we don't trust niggas in clothes
I swear the hood low, as the burner get rolls I the city codes
My short
Missin' them days of honey
Dollar bills in coat
and bubble soap
This be the realest shit I
This be ride that hunnid spoke
Red and blue from to toe

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

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 window
Ain't that raw
Ain't it? That raw
Look my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision impaired by the
No on my mind
dares, that is fine

This from 'round the back house
More bagged and that roach
In granny's plastic couch
Best play cat and that
A minor pitchin' in
Stay dope but we cater
you back to my Sega
Slammin' on that table
Runnin' errands for grams, the paramedics at
Forced to to a man
Before L.A. had them
to school for the bitches, where scorin' drugs was the goal
Lungs as a crow, got banned from every hood store
My haters came for the better and money for the loads
Concrete where we rose, you built from this mold
Fucked up the with many flow
I've been a loc since O
I'm ten toes, you role
I do this for lifers way before
curls, cut Dickies and sherm smoke
Got so many bodies the knows, shit
Don't worry 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 a mothafuckin' friend?
You see my mothafuckin'
Met the devil in
Look through my eyes

Look at my eyes, 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 that
Ain't that raw
Ain't it? That raw
Look through my mothafuckin'
impaired by the high
No on my mind
Couple dares, is fine

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