Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH [Explicit]

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

that "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we hang in
Underage, weed and alcohol
Grandma sweeped shells out the
One of the got slayed so we bang at the King parade
I can take you where gangsters walk
real damus and locs, Boyz 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 ain't been right out the cervix
I know a M can it perfect
It came through more than the one I
You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it sold
He got the nose
Summertime, we don't trust niggas in winter
I swear the hood low, as the burner get rolls I the city codes
My money
Missin' them of honey oats
bills in mama's coat
Cartoons and bubble
This be the realest I wrote
This be ride that hunnid spoke
Red and blue head to toe

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

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

This from 'round the back house
More bagged and that roach
In granny's plastic couch
Best play cat and mouse
A pitchin' in major
Stay dope but we cater
Take you back to my
Slammin' on that table
Runnin' errands for grams, the paramedics at
to grow to a man
Before L.A. had them
Went to school for the bitches, where scorin' drugs was the
black as a crow, got banned 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
Fucked up the with many flow
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 the world knows, shit
Don't worry 'bout no witness, your homies go under
But our were big, homie
The world done flipped on me, took my soul then on me

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

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

My picture was in frame
But my had distort
My is okay
But my feelings on
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 fallen bros, bros, bros,
Oh Lord!
Guess my curtain call, my last go
Said this shit what you wanted to see?
this shit what you wanted to see?