Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Be

Yeah, Yeah...
I'm often often, sittin' in my in the coffin, coughin off the herb of the curb.
Money, money, is what they concur.
Do Agree? what they might see, could be.
Not what they thought.
The car the rap allgededly bought is probly the same car that the rap star rented.
end in tennis, supreme in the snowfish.
Tailin' the whip, parkin lot a piece, parked then.
My mom swore that I'd be the cometh.
otha niggas far from it.
Can't stand how these dick rock even get granted the access.
All up in the mix.
be a Kanye.
Wanna be a P, but nigga.
All the BBC cannot put you, in the same place or you the same face.
you first and you couldnt raise the stakes, higher.
Not talkin shit just fire, muthafucka.
All BAPE shit I rock is none otha.
Who the best MCs in
Cas, Chip, da Cudder, da illness.
And Ohio feel this.
a decade just to say I'm paid.
Took a took a just to get girls to lay down, spread eagle, pop dat pussy ho'.
Need the below I'm the champ that needs a gold medal.
Styles of homeboy, I got plenty.
I payed for my noodle, the digital vortex. a freak.
Digital sex.
She wanna a dong cuz my songs me digital checks.
Gigabytes the words that I write, I get gone nigga day and night.
Unh. it literally.
How more crystal can I be?
How more clear can I be?
How more crystal can I be?
Can I be?
Can I be?
Unh huh, yeah.
Can I be-...-e.
How more clear can I be?
Can I be?
Can I be?