Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, losing weight
I'm on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the
I got ta an eighth
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Killa never let the drama
Y'all gone a nigga momma die
Yell out

18 Months please, that ain't time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation
I'ma do the right though, take shock anyway
6 Months right on the damn block anyway
But look, money from across the
Think its sweet, think you get money across the
Me and my peeps often
At 5-0 they for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat cause is cheap
So dunn stay
Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay
it comes to beef it becomes a talent
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one falice
Digital ten, get critical friend
I got 800 men
mean it could be the bankman
Person at the gas station filling up tank, fam
Lady at the front
Or rap poison your relish in the center babe
Pictures of renegades, she'll piss in lemonade
And dead now
you can bet now
Do like a toaster put your down
now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their
But they know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
it came to grams it was 90 I fried
350 On the and its 90 outside
I'ma get girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, overdose stuffed her wrist
Father her, older man fuckin her sis
But my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do for me, nothing but hits
Cause she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
Needed coke, dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, him a kiss
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his
You know Cam, he said "yeah, play with his chips"
back, blazed the 6, amazin and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

Fuck weight
We back on these highways moving
Life's based what I'ma do today
I think my moving away
Yeah, I I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the
I got to an eighth
Fuck the
niggas screwin me
Juelz never let the get me
On the block til the hit me
the shots get me

Niggas wanna know why I'm so when it come to spittin
That
Its real dog, I in the fire
Used to being in the homie, in the mists of the

Break put it in pots, sit it in fire
to grab the 5th and just fire
Try to peel off, I'm hittin your
Hittin your door while your cars spinnin hittin the
just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing dogs
My villians finish you off
Head in your chest
Dead on the van on the way
I got my hand in the Tech wave
Niggas "fuck, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna me, do it
You wanna be a hero, me, do it, rush me, do it
Shit, like I ain't through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so much
Cops raiding my spot, I lost so much weight
I'm papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he got but so much weight
He waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at give me a half, I'll confess and
it to one"
I'm on the as usual
With that block you chop and the rocks as usual
Watching for the that's moving through
Me and my soldiers the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in
Keep mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the roof duke will circle your body
hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, your own
And one day your gone to be a rolling stone
And I her
Juelz never let the get me
On the til the shots hit me

Ayyo, fuck weight
I'm back on these moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the and rocks blue and grey
do the date
I got ta move an
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Killa never let the drama
Y'all gone hear a momma die
Yell out

Fuck losing
We back on these highways moving
Life's based upon what I'ma do
I my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new
do the date
I got to an eighth
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
never let the cops get me
On the til the shots hit me
the shots get me