Luyện nghe bài hát Khaza

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Gates get the business cleared we at
in my face, but itchin' to get me wacked
Name and his mouth bad he kick it wit' other camps
Tellin' lies the stamp and try to give me the wrap
I'm in the street wit' it, you really be exact
Not a good gang member, the members'll rat
I trust many proficient at livin' that
I don't love women, I hit, you get her back
Hang up in his face, watch how quick he call
Whip up at the Texaco, now, what you that?
You went in pain, how I get in it wit' you? I'm all that
Shoulder strap a suppressor, MAC-11, fall back
Speakers 'A Milli', Osama, twin llamas
Grew up violence, pull up wit' the knowledge
Got my GED, wish I would have it to college
Wishin' you was free, I could picture you on 'side me
If I love you, go to war over nothin' if a problem
Diamonds in the T-O-P, diamonds in the
Gold dog, self-made, I'm a grinder
Stack paper, hit girl later, it's a Friday
You know I got a lot of record labels tryin' to me
They say if I'm a risk, it's detrimental to the
follow me on Instagram, Jigga, watch it
Younger sister, tell her, 'Not interested', she a
Healthy kid call that (-), smokin' rock

Bread administration, I'm Luca Brasi
Everybody sleepin' on me, got it poppin'
I was wit' my children watchin' Mary Poppins
101 Dalmatians, smokin' grass I'm on my island
Gettin' in my kitchen, (-) wit' the heater there
Ghetto, I be strollin' 'round wit' smokers, I even there
Right around the corner, got it jumpin', you could me there
They bad news, they was 'bout already beat me there
Comin' home to my apartment, findin' my daughter
Then we put his kid in the oven, so now his daughter
Not a robbery, this a murder, woke the whole
I don't go to funerals, believe me, gettin' out
home, (-), turn up, turn up, (-) paused
Atlanta the cartel microwave, boy
Breadwinner Gang, we is mafia
What? I be Tony, mafia material
Hand signal, out the plug in the interview
My (-) to fuck wit' (-), I could get a few
Scratch the dealers, now we go and get 'em in the tube

Breakin' down, distribute, my steady itchin'
Y'all shootin' videos where 'posed want to kill me
I got 'em under the hood, the soft grade
Balenciaga-rockin', but now it's all
Call me what you want, pullin' up in Porsches
I'm the real plug, but out an enforcer
you to comply, most likely might have to force you
Blow your brains out, the bag or the coffin
Me and (-) in the Jag sippin'
We don't get by the badge wit' a warrant
been a confidential witness, not informant
Trappin' out the shop, why you findin' alarmin'?
I got it in, watch how quick it disappear
You tall or you can't dress, really, you
Lil' mama better get me before I'm out of range
Right, got him dumb, they kinda put me in the game
Me and Drake are wit' the green, that's that (-)
Five mil turned out in the safe
Call Coca-Cola, they'll you I don't plays
Street legend in the game, I'm a stepper
Stayed at the (-) last we was together
Mazi take of my kids when it's up and then get messy
Cheeseburger hit, got the (-), bought the
The rap game fake, Gates, free the Wap (Gucci, nigga)