Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Yo Homie

(Tre made beat)
(Ayy, up, Lam)

I'm just tryna heat the crib up the stove lights
I'm just 'bout my old life
We was 'round them streets in the cold nights
'bout my old life
Some nights it do be feeling like you alone,
Reminiscing your old life
It be you gon' die
Certain shit ain't right
Mansion on the hills, way from scales
Steady tryna kill me, ringin' bells
When you appeals, probably gon' tell
You done poppin' pills, probably give you the chills
He lost fifty pounds in the mail
I gotta 'em down, shout out to the jail
Get hit up with some rounds, chopper you frail
Shawty a Draco, he don't want Chanel
out for leeches, shootout, screechin'
Ducking polices, moving
Voices, the voices, they say that I'm
Went through courses, they really ain't believe me

Watch who you call homie (Watch who you call)
who you call your homie (Watch who you call)
Watch who you call homie (Watch who you call)
Watch who you your homie (Watch who you)
Watch who you your brother (Watch who you call)
Watch who you call brody (Watch who you call)
Watch who you your brody (Watch who you call)
who you call your brody (Watch who you call)

What you was doin' with your profit
I you buy a nigga chain, they say you took it from him
The same bitches fuck the ones who shitted on me
Wanna see the nigga from back then who shitted on me
Wanna see the family members who turnt up and on me
Wanna see them trap niggas who got money and on me
Wanna see my teachers said I be shit, now I'm shittin' on em
I was too humble, now I'm cocky with different money
You was chose, you was
the right road, chose the right road

Watch your
Watch
your homie, oh
Watch

Watch your homies,
your homies, nigga
Watch your homies,