Luyện nghe bài hát Black THougHts

Pissy sofas, sharin' food roaches, uh
I'm gangsta, Crip, my was a bitch
Left me where hopeless don't
And every got a fence
With bars and windows, my slavin' for the rent
Throwin' dices, GT pool
Where you hang, we
You slip, we
Crippin', uh
Bitches traffic
This the type of that make the MAC a classic
I'm a pussy magnet
She to carry package
the best at rappin', uh
Am I Vegas?
favorite rapper broke, he don't get this paper
But claim he got a kilo, been born in '93
He tryna fool the
Man

The on you, mothafucka
The loc is on you,
I warned you, karma
thoughts and marijuana, it's karma

Ain't nothin' changed but the
Let's put our brains away from
Crips and the old and new slaves
we even changed our names
Trying something, new shame while we
But yo, ain't hearin' me
My homie life, told me that my pride my biggest enemy
But you keep your eyes in that
Your mind, it greys your
I wrote these rhymes apart
Most of us caught we can expand our thoughts
How your grandmother see your
How big homie make your life a book?
Left you for dead he ain't need you, right
But I'm fade him, right
Let's put the rags and raise our kids
put the guns down and blaze a spliff
Let's do it now, ain't no or ifs
It took a Blood to get me chips
You can to fly or take the ladder
Real shit, all lives matter, both sides
Man

The on you, mothafucka
The loc is on you,
I warned you, it's
Black thoughts and marijuana, it's