Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH [Explicit]

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

that "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we hang in
Underage, smokin' weed and
Grandma sweeped shells out the
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 Hood wasn't close
Where the girls' kitten show, hit the dope and the pussy
Now she get you for your change, Save-A-Hoe, mane
I been right since out the cervix
I know a M can make it
It came through than the one I worship
You I lie, the truth be told, the dope, it gettin' 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' them days of honey
Dollar bills in coat
and bubble soap
This be the realest I wrote
This be that ride hunnid spoke
Red and from head to toe

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

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

This shit from the back house
More baggies bagged and roach
In granny's plastic suede
Best cat and that mouse
A minor in major
Stay servin' dope but we
Take you back to my
Slammin' bones on that
Runnin' errands for grams, the paramedics at
to grow to a man
Before L.A. had Rams
to school for the bitches, where scorin' drugs was the goal
Lungs black as a crow, got from every hood store
My haters came for the and money came for the loads
Concrete where we rose, you wasn't from this mold
up the game with many flow
I've been a loc since O
I'm ten toes, you movie
I do this shit for lifers way
curls, cut Dickies and sherm smoke
Got so bodies the world knows, shit
Don't worry 'bout no witness, your homies go under
But our dreams were big,
The world done flipped on me, my soul then clicked on me

Who needs a friend?
You see my mothafuckin'
Met the in disguise
through my mothafuckin' 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 window
that shit raw
Ain't it? That raw
Look my mothafuckin' eyes
impaired by the high
No cares on my
Couple dares, is fine

My was in full frame
But my vision had
My memory is
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 faces at my
My patience short
I had no one to on
That's why that is so cold
like the cool king on my fallen bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
Guess my curtain call, my last go
Said isn't this shit what you wanted to
Ain't shit what you wanted to see?