Luyện nghe bài hát Block Boi

[Verse 1:
Out here is sick, and albino pits (Albino pits)
Patriots and bushmasters, home and licks
I'm in it to the most, you in it to flamboast (Boast)
You in it to tricking off to them hoes, I'm in to make her buy me clothes (Clothes)
I be treating my scraper like a Rolls, stop lying, no I don't (Don't)
I be sideways on two toys, all the rappers me Unc (Unc)
Feasible, unheathable, the best thing ever did it (Did it)
Incredible E. Jerome, you pitch it, I'm a hit it (Hit it)
One of my youngsters got popped with a thumper (Thumper)
They tryna wash him, they talking numbers (Football numbers)
They stop him, it's murk in the Ave (In the Ave)
one of mine, I'm take three of theirs (Three of theirs)
Some of you suckers can't take a from a cabbage (Cabbage)
A coon from a plum, kangaroo from a (From a raddish)
Look at my life, at my guys, look at my fame (Look at my fame)
Look at you guys, look at my eyes, look at my (Look at my cane)

[Hook: x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
with a thing to put your head on a slab

[Verse 2:
M this piece, already (Already)
Squat a 33-year-old (Old Chevy)
Replace everything, all in Cherry (Yeah)
So chrome under the hood, straight scary
Get my grown man on, Sacramento
On 22's, vet rallies (Rallies)
Tremendo, to the extreme, I go
Pimping I'm cleaner a San Jose car show
... Hotter Barstow in August
Land love me, I'm year one flawless (One flawless)
The law just, pull up me, give me the thumbs up
I turn the beat up "That's what up"
Hah, tone, yadadamean
Got us out, smacking like magazine (Like magazine)
I wanna roll deep, I gotta van (Gotta van)
But right now, young Meek in the waterbed

[Hook: x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a to put your head on a slab

[Verse 3:
of turfs scorchers, smoking hot like a broken stove
Me and my Filipinos, and Cholos
... On the soil, taking
On the roof, in the trees the Latins, listening and watching, oooh
... grief, it's never been this ugly out here, we in some heavy beef
They left his body in the streets for twelve
Candlelight vigils, funerals and flowers, oooh
These aint listening, they disrespecting me
Aint no to holler at, no one to detonate, oooh
... Chemical babies, the parents rocks
they aint never had a chance to know God (To know God)
In my days, I was raised in the
Momma did what she could just to keep us off the (Keep us off the turf)
... But it no one to blame (But)
But and Regan and rock cocaine

Stressmatic x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put your head on a