Luyện nghe bài hát Vizine

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I look up and see my
Am I
But why do my look like it's out of my reach?
Why can't I trust I see?

1]
My just a crime scene
Got the high and the sirens, yeah
My team we could buy
Talking dirty Check the hygienes
All the money get dry cleaned
Talking dirty money, say I'm
All my goons your offsprings while I was working on my golf swing
Oh, dreams, sour nightmares
a cold world, I got an ice grill
No one man should have all that power if he afford to pay the light bills
I got a over my heartbeat
The seal with no door key
I'm popping to feel more me
Cut off the wings now I'm
And I never like poor me
I'd feel like the old me
I was born wheels and I roll deep
I could make the devil get cold
Don't the clove unless it's four leaf
Get a pussy wetter a coral reef
On my face I me a Fleur de Lis
Should I get it with a coca leaf?
I could tell you than you showed me
I show you better than you told me
I'm an OG up in OT and it's no sleep till it's beef
I not hear a Little Bo-Peep
Better go figure, better go
Pass no judgement, pass your
I'm the nigga, no goatee

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I up and see my feet?
Am I
But why do my look like it's out of my reach?
Why can't I what I see?

2]
Sipping on purple it's herbal
Bad bitch, Lisa Turtle
On turbo, you wanna disturb him
Momma put too much in my Gerber
Damn, I dropped too many ashes in my turban
I done see so many on Bourbon
Live a different of lifestyle
Different color got a nigga looking like sherbert
Stepped up to the plate, knocked it out the
Eat a nigga face like shark
Dressed in all red Olajuwon
My niggas hit your safe like the
My niggas catch a case, feel I got Mossed
My treat the K just like a (?)
Got a and an agent but I'm the boss
And my always racing but never lost
I was the illest nigga on child support
Now I'm looking at the riot
Went and looked at the score
got revolving doors
Bitches in and out more
children smiling at a carnival
Ain't got nothing in but the common cold
Big B's nigga, roll
Hold up, a found the flow
Started the bottom bitch
been monogamous
Never been
Never been
is unanimous
Always had
had conglomerates
Always let clip stick out like a bottom lip
You running out of time, so you better know time it is
You running out of and you running out of volunteers
Young bitch, I die for the logo
Cocaine price low, call that a low
like Pablo, keys in the rowboat
Tunechi in the yacht though, still showboat
on the slowpoke, moving like a tugboat
Smoking a steamboat, fucking on a love boat
Better read the ransom note you read the love note
Don't know if its throat, deep throat or cut throat

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I look up and see my
Am I
But why do my peak like it's out of my reach?
Why can't I trust what I

Oh why am I so
Why can't I stay in my
I'm so
Try me, why do I see bloody bodies?
Why do I what I see?
Why me? Why why me?
RIP, if you can't in peace, you can die in peace
As your close and mines bleed, I need Vizine