Luyện nghe bài hát Blood, Sweat & Gears

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Locate your

[Verse 1:
Laced, Robinson's ? moccasins
Matt black paint polished
you said I ain't hear it clear
Too money talking in my ear
The end result of two albums in one
sweat and gears
Life in between the racing
We day and night
lifestyle
I ain't for her pussy boy
This trill jet shit, just
That's yo but she still a jet miss
Give her direction to the tele and a check
shortly with the items I requested
Reinforce the frame with that Jive nigga repellin my new
the smoke
Let ya a couple grams home if you my folk
Eyeball you a little
I the the weed man though
But if you give me 15 I'll call my folks he be at the door
four, marine batteries on the side of my trunk
To go with other four batteries that piling the pumps
It's the juice and them that make the chevy jump
You already know ain't gotta ya bout it partner
Yo bitch talkin and you steady eavesdropping

[Verse 2:
Rolling trees can do for you
No matter what you be through
flow
Ten thousand grams of
Streets I roam, Mama like the Vatican
My life like treading water in the ocean
Who's in
I'm dopes up drug trafficking
Tell her get dough I'm getting fat
What I do to get my love warm, again
Say love don't me your mouth again
Got to move it, on you'll be acting them
Life is like throws
Some things ya gone
things ya make
Don't rush, wait
I pape time travel machine
It can get ya there faster but it wake a permanent sleep
I never my fresh
Smoke not cess
Why cry I'm
Aw lend me the out
The ones I call my ten dogs in a house
Jets smoking in the club on
Born in New Orleans all new bonjour
I'm general building, jones
And Louie scarfs there smoking one with the homies
full of vinyl
All are final
Leather is your wrists name, not Lionel
jones
Curren$y the
my nigga
Tell ladies go figure