Luyện nghe bài hát Extradite

Took his order then I him a quarter like five nickels
Man, I'll stay on point icicle
Niggas can't decode, or figure my riddles
Took my money to the and said fuck the man in the middle
Talkin' hard, soft, heroin, green, that's we had boy
was the bag lady, I was the bag boy
Option was that minimum wage, in a cage
Buildin' a prison everyday, man they cultivatin' these
In new age
Dude's is fugaze
I'm the whole and half pint like school days
I been killin' 'em since Kool Moe Dee, Ra, Cool,
Zero dollars zero tolerance, lettin' that tool nigga

Yeah,
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it it's a holiday
Bout the Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a powder day
And nothin' funny, but I play with the money like Monopoly
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it like a holiday

I used to lay in bed at the ceilin' fan
Feelin' cramps, wishin' I could get a gram
Tryna understand why I kill a man
With high hopes like tree, plants, and ants
We cheat death with breath
The only one who make it last forever is Sweat
You ever see a body lyin' in the streets yet
eat breakfast?
Swallow beliefs like police justice
If my city is like yours then cereal
Fingerprints is off
If people seem to always somethin' to fight for
But still end up in the pen or the psych ward
It's off
They catch so many it's like war
That's the reason I don't in the hype y'all
The devil bout he wanna extradite y'all
Now I'm the they shinin' the search light for

Yeah,
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it like it's a
the Michael Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a powder day
And nothin' funny, but I play with the like it's Monopoly
And if the die today, I'mma treat it like it's a holiday

Here we come now, here we now
Yeah, freestyle

Homie me a 9 milli and 9 nickel
Man, stay on point like icicle
Say you got that yola, your lookin' fickle
like Jordans out of the gas station, they ain't official
I got thousand dollar on my ass cheek
got her lights and her gas cut last week
How that me look if I don't help her get up on her feet?
She keep a different nigga, now she end up every week
I pray you take these devils out our life,
our vice, lord
Baby momma's come with the drama, made her my wife
Lord know I'm hope you see I'm trying to do right, lord
Shake 'em up and blowin' the
I pray the price,

Yeah,
And if the devil die today, I'mma it like it's a holiday
Bout the Michael Jackson, beat it, I it, I got a powder day
And funny, but I play with the money like it's Monopoly
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it it's a holiday

Yo, my memoirs are like the Anarchist's
Meets the time, fall, spring, summer book
Some people see me hanging from a good hook
Instead I hang a language and slang in the anguish
And pain fit as well, cause it with us
After all these years carrying this with us
Now the planet is going insane with us
Seven year old kids flame spitters
Fortified fences, senses
Crossfire miss my little by inches
Chemical dependence, expenses
But no amount of on earth can buy vengeance
Writing a life sentence, sirens engines
Tyrants seen the eyes of the wide lenses
Senseless crimes, cause some of us want to drive
But are you tryna ride with us, or us?