Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

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your worst nightmare be verse right here
but good, what you niggas get for sleeping on me
i put your favorite rapper in a hearse right
and i bet his weeping won't do shit but call them peoples on me
hard to it real when everybody keep it phony
i'mma keep it sosa while niggas keep it tony
you gotta the picture that you painting with your verses
we go in niggas' mouths, i don't know bout purses
and what's up with this, "i'm sayin'" shit?
asked you? you shouldn't be saying shit
problem is, assholes always saying
but money talks you ain't got it, then you shouldn't be saying
like plaxi-ho, oops, i plaxico
talking bout we get 'em robbed -shut the up, cheddar bob
you know the story, nigga home, set it sob
gonna be a hater cause he can't find a job
at home, feeling like he out of town
nigga on the field, like he out of bounds
welcome to my city, emphasis on my
that my opinion, but who really fucking with me, huh?
why give a fuck it no sense to give
ray j shit got me so sensitive
big bad wolf in a granny disguise
bitch nigga, i see through your tranny
your jeans too low, or your panties too high
you can't touch me, you for your mani to dry
and you don't want them niggas in your house
to see if you got indo'/outdo'
i one to put no info out, yo

you start shit, i end intro/outro
you under the influence, i'm the bullshit
you on a empty tank, i got a full
you got the drool from the wolves' lips
don't have that man bout you from the pulpit
blahsay blah, blahsay
yeah, death in threes like menage a trois
mase-qua, the four-door 'rati
my aston martin, made a four-door body
double pipes, my four-door shotty
sitting but i'm shitting, that's my potty
too many ride like me, literally
this what separates the majors the little league
little me, trying to be the bigger person
dr. banner, but the nigga version
and you want to see me angry
you won't like it when i'm
my condolences from the
all i say, sorry for your loss