Luyện nghe bài hát In My Blood

1:

You why,
I hang with thugs
Whut,
I'm the hood
Nigga,
I a fuck (I gives a fuck)
in my blood
Since I was little I been with these niggas
And I die I gon remain 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 about some
Nigga, this been ass back
Come see the deal
in the fields nigga
These niggas will
This ain't no cap-gun shots,
a glock, pah, pah,
It's death on block
Knock,
up nigga?
These start singing
It's me and yuk with the l-g in the
It's stinkin',
on the weekend
Creepin,
Me, the currency
Gimme stacks up on mo'
I'm parked for the train
your moms know my name
I be the d into the m and the m the g
And I the b-o-m-b-?

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

2:

It's in my
Like a
How it all
Paps is crack in the mid 80's
in the day when shit was crackin'
Niggas pay 38 for a
Tightly
For and handelin' taxes was added
That's where the a-raps
Even I sleep they in cavage
Lavage
Do automatics with scopes my mattress
With the and the drugmoney,
that shit up under the rugmoney
Thug
Takin' drugs cause we love money
I'm a nigga, a nigga,
you like to be a nigga too
Makin' big scrilla these niggas do
You be a drugdealer too
Scan and tuned in to the boys in
Listen for
In the kitchen up peruvian flake
It
28
Multiplied by 36 to make
A triple brake, a triple beam shake
A grams on the triple beam flake
2.2 to be straight
My niggas just in from ga
to buy 4 kilos
Then drive slow back to youngstown
So these rhymes
Let me stick my in your ear,
And fuck with your

3:
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Niggas betray as low key,
Broken and fabricated
Easily ejaculated, table with and half way
Ain't no wars cause made it
type of bullshit is outdated
But I it like I laid it
My have always said that
It was set me up
For
Money, clothes and hoes but road I was
nice
Niggas know just 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 have
of me, huh
Nigga for a that got me through these eyes right to see
But not I was blind to the point,
Not I could see, or that I could be

I wasn't for me this type of trickery
Hit me with the type of
Lay it down like
With the intend of be and i
desire, easila
Piece of mind, I was least to
Some
Hossisiless it gets to shit and praise to the innercist
was meant for it, it was deadly
And I was
With the shit life once sent
Government depend, now of my time is spent
Escapin' what I
It's in my

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