Luyện nghe bài hát In My Blood

1:

You why,
I with these thugs
Whut,
I'm from the
Nigga,
I gives a fuck (I a fuck)
It's in my
Since I was little I been hangin' with these
And till I die I gon with these niggas
St. in
The m-p-l-s, I hear you
I put it yes
Now chris rock you at
I heard you say some shit some blacks
Nigga, this been your ass
Come see the real
Stay in the fields
These niggas kill
This no cap-gun shots, nigga
a glock, pah, pah,
It's on your block
Knock,
Whut's up
These sirenes singing
me and yuk with the l-g in the makin'
It's stinkin',
Bowlin' on the
Creepin,
Me, till the
Gimme stacks up on mo'
I'm dubble for the train
Even your moms my name
I be the d into the m and the m the g
And I bring the

It's in my
Smokin sweets, 40's to the suds
And wit these thugs, nigga
in my blood
You wonder why us be hustelers
And out slingin' drugs, nigga
in my blood
That money, stuff that shit up under the rug
And make that bug, nigga
in my blood
Niggas like me niggas like you into hustelers
Fuckin wit us, wit us!

2:

It's in my
Like a
How it all
Paps is slangin' crack in the mid
in the day when shit was crackin'
Niggas pay 38 for a
Tightly
For shippin' and handelin' was added
That's where the headin'
Even I sleep they in cavage
Lavage
Do automatics with under my mattress
the dope and the drugmoney,
Stuffin' that shit up the rugmoney
hungry
Takin' only cause we love money
I'm a nigga, a nigga,
Would you like to be a too
Makin' big scrilla these niggas do
You probably be a too
and tuned in to the boys in blue
Listen for
In the kitchen up peruvian flake
It
28
by 36 zips to make
A beam brake, a triple beam shake
A hundred on the triple beam flake
2.2 pounds to be
My niggas just flew in ga
Ready to buy 4
drive slow back to youngstown ohio
So fuck these
Let me my dick in your ear,
And fuck your mind

3:
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Niggas themselves as low key,
down and fabricated
Easily ejaculated, table with and way faded
Ain't no wars cause they it
type of bullshit is outdated
But I it like I laid it
My partners always said that
It was set me up
For
Money, clothes and hoes but road I was
Nothin'
Niggas just what it's like to be hustelers
Governors strugglers
Bitches us
Blindly chasin' that we lust
I blush,
Bottles, thoughts and iring dreams
Goin' down and fast
Tryin' to get what my eyes seen
of me, huh
Nigga for a hand that got me through these eyes to see
But not I was blind to the point,
Not even I could see, or I could be

I meant for me this type of trickery
Hit me the type of mystery
Lay it down history
With the intend of be and i
desire, easila
Piece of mind, I was least to
sassiness
Hossisiless it gets to and praise to the farmer innercist
Nobody was meant for it, it was
And I was
With the shit that once sent
Government depend, now most of my is spent
Escapin' I love
in my blood

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