Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Safety

[**feat. & Styles P:]
Fu Sample:]
*sounds of
Heh, do you know any styles?
I am grateful!
Are you
I'm ready...

Uh, down on 40 Deuce, when I was a duke
That's when I first got the Naughty
Now I through in a sported coupe
I know what you do, stop talking bout what you outta do
My crack spot is still
Funerals are still affordable, I'm better all of you
I'm in the scraping 'em, Jadakiss, Rae and 'em
Ya'll lame niggas, come uptown, spend a day 'em
Bigger ones, liquor runs, blow something, nigga
Let the herb smoke hit lung, get your guns
The economy is down, so you already
It's gon' be a lot of homi's in the
That's why I'm still bringing the back
The sneakers I can't pronounce, that cost a G stack
Niggas in the yard, got this on repeat,
Fuck saving hip hop, we the streets back, what?

Player spit snipping, different wallies on
Bliffen had to 'em off, they fucked up the soles, flipped it
I'm forever zooted, crushed up glass, I'm flashing through it
Nine out of ten, suede down at the Jumer
bloomers, playing rumors, card shark
Getting cash money, take a loan, hit tuner
Put us together, he run sea, I run land, one ruger
playing, you know we run rap, you know we done that
Stop fronting, son, put the gun
We came the containers, besides having the flamers
My Mexican mans is
through the streets, the bulldog
Conehead hoodies on, five for footballs
Maxed like I'm under a good wall, G
Good recipe, good status, a broad
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I used to brown rectangles
Roll you a blunt, then smoke you death's angel
Chrome trey is making your neck dangle
Blue trey eight is leaving your chest
It's math but the gun could you at all angles
the toast home, I'm leaving you all strangled
Louis loafers on the Jaguar, gas
You got the cops you, you ain't even half ghetto
(Not even half) We neither nor there
But if, you was over here, you would of been got
(Been got aired) Like a pair of white on a summer day
Pointing the gun away, I could kill you niggas a ways
in a place that yours ain't, so I'm wearing war paint
For the day that I see the saint
Blowing the purple haze, playing The Purple
Fuck with Chef or the Ghost, get left with a purple
[Kung Fu
Too bad, your will be the death of you
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