Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Weight Part 2

Ayyo, losing weight
I'm on these highways moving cakes
Life's based what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks and grey
do the date
I got ta an eighth
Fuck the
Y'all niggas me
Killa never let the drama
Y'all gone hear a momma die
out homicide

18 Months please, that facing time
I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation
I'ma do the right thing though, take 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 meet
At 5-0 they work for us, walk the
Walk with heat cause is cheap
So dunn silent
Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay
When it comes to it becomes a talent
me, ODB, I'm the one from falice
Digital ten, shit get friend
I got 800 men
That it could be the bankman
Person at the gas filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the stand
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 bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow rounds
In a collision, I see their
But they don't know them days I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the
it came to grams it was 90 I fried
350 On the and its 90 outside
I'ma get this girl be stuff in my bricks
Felt life her, she be cuttin her wrists
Her mom died, overdose stuffed her wrist
Father fuckin her, older man her sis
But my music, say I do nothing but hits
She'll do anything for me, nothing but
Cause when she needed I got her nothing but fixed
coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix
So she went across the street, gave him a
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his
You know Cam, he "yeah, don't play with his chips"
Stood back, blazed the 6, and shit
Killa, Killa, Dip Set

Fuck losing
We on these highways moving cakes
Life's based what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me new estate
do the date
I got to an eighth
Fuck the
Y'all screwin me
Juelz never let the get me
On the til the shots hit me
Until the get me

Niggas wanna know why I'm so nice it come to spittin
fire
Its dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the of the

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

Ayyo, losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving
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 screwin me
Killa never let the slide
Y'all hear a nigga momma die
Yell out

Fuck losing
We back on these moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do
I think my moms moving
Yeah, I think cop me that new estate
Baby do the
I got to move an
the scrutiny
Y'all niggas me
Juelz let the cops get me
On the block til the hit me
Until the get me