Luyện nghe bài hát Ventilation

[Joe
Time by
on lie
Hopping that it me by
Got a going crazy

[DJ On
We call on e ventilation

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Some wanted to kill me
Got locked up and never found me so my goal is to catch a charge in same county
Picture me getting for a silly hand off
The bullpens fucked up as Willie Randolph See
I pop a few nickel plated glocks to
It's easier to niggas than it is not to
I let the pot
the plot grew
It the labels job to label you don't fit it and drop you
made a move on something I been saw
Sometimes you got to lose the if you trying to win the war
I'm focused on
I'm seeing my friends in the rearview thing we really closer than we are
Fuck the label
No relation or correlation all my admiration just aggravation they say
How you sit so long you spew classics?
I niggas I can't understand it "that's blue magic"
The rap game as is you on some snap shit
Or plan ol' in a different decade like the brat is
I hear niggas and take it personal WHY
Now everybody want to spit about personal lives
Before that was none
Me I'm an addict with an addition for anything that seems to cause
Maybe I'm in a with bad Karma
What her past the somber maybe I attract yeah
Undoubtedly my is on some VH1 shit
Just adding some and pepper to reality while
Other artistes is obsessed with more
Like lex, coup, beemers, and benz's there lost
Un I kept brushing off my shoulder the chip was going
Left the benz at the till the kit was on
I don't niggas songs
So while ya'll at the awards I'm loading up on that's the tip I'm on
Flow is on acid I swear I would have the game if I wasn't so busy carrying baggage
god a bastard
Calvin look way different in person then had him looking in his casket
I'm looking in his casket he had no face
I was at a lost for like fiasco gate
So I figured I say a for em got on my knees quick
And realized "I EVER PRAY UNTIL I NEED SHIT"
My soul trying to stay low maintains
I'm in hell waiting on blessing with no patience
I done the ave hot
Been had as shot
on my jackpot
Always a have not
Always been an dog little guy still try
Cause I think I'm a cash cow they treat me like I'm dry
Juggling nickels and dime I'm walking a line
Sometimes you got to breath maybe give time, time
Give me a sign kind of shock he
See I want another baby but my don't
that wouldn't bother me
Till I wake up and get the and read some rich nigga won the lottery
black and shameless
Shorty keep beefing about the shit almost like yelling her second language
Why do I it
Listen we been arguing everything for ages do it ever change shit
Wind up igging each other for the week
It's a lot of men in world baby you chose me like I chose you
We been rocking for years you signed up not a victim you're a volunteer it weird
Not a cheater on still fuck a bitch
Who why maybe just to be covered
I'm me she her we had enough of it but won't leave
We the ones who put up with it
In all it's like my stocks crashing
Wishing all these old would stop rapping
Trying to be
Not mad or