Luyện nghe bài hát As The World Keeps Turning

As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
sermon, these niggas are determined

I flow CD's in the deck
Moosh fools in the face lack respect
ya arm, pitch from the funk
I deodirise the musty, ya are crusty, you can't bust G

So me alone I'm in the zone
Walkin' the streets on my own, nigga get
Some niggas say that nigga is gone
But I'm low in the cut and microphone
Are you gone or play bones?

You clone, get off that nigga's style and get'cha own
It's and it's on again
For the niggas that slept, they stayed in step
And kept ya big fuckin' shut

As the world keeps turning, chronic keeps
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
sermon, these niggas are determined

I woke up with a stomach ache, headache, ache
Advil, Tylenol, Peptol, slept so long realized my is wrong
My world is gone like disco, blowin' up in my Cammo
Standin' in back of me was my

Thinking of the easiest way to get a bank
Knowledge is urban-able, exhaust
A tar can of hos to my system quick
Shaky off the dick

'Cos she got a vice on the flow from my lips
I'm slow but equipped with the proper
Show me the one talkin' so I can drop a fool
I'm out to glow a nigga roll if he think he Mr

Come back on the and smoke a Phillie, G
I really dream of gettin' mine now let me tell you what's
Me, buckin' with my team is one
I a gun bustin' shots, down the block

I guess a nigga what he got
Shit is like a medicine ball and broke niggas to smoke niggas
I'll fuck one for y'all, they ya last phone call
To a trick that even care

'Cos she was fucked somewhere, you're stuck in there
Now you wanna bust, nigga, now you wanna kill,
Nigga how ya feel? You try to be real
Shit is for

As the world turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, these are determined
As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
sermon, these niggas are determined

As the world keeps turning, chronic burning
sermon, these niggas are determined
As the world turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, these niggas are

I'm cooler most, but I got the shorter temper
And I'm cooler than foes that don't how it goes
Let's it back to the first side
you was a new jack and jockin' my new track

But you was wrong, didn't know the big long
Head-strong, Dav from off the school yard
With a teenage I'm turnin' loots to tracks
Me and my niggas

You wanna know what the hos to do
When me and my came bustin' through
All sorts of brew
Underground till my brown balls turned blue

This is for the bitches and niggas that wanna
I smoke on, I on till I spoke on
Miscellanea shows like Farrakhan
Where is on level with two niggas that's on the same plateau

Now three times your tightest flow
And three times ya track
times your fattest sack
Three times is

As the world keeps turning, keeps burning
Street sermon, these niggas are
As the world turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, these niggas are

As the keeps turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, these niggas are
As the world turning, chronic keeps burning
Street sermon, these are determined

Thou shalt rest in grief who lay buried in the
Barely work, leaves bodies scarred and hurt
To art in hell, the next man dwells
The place with stankin' and crack rock dwells