Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel's Kick It

Wheezy here
no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track

Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm Yeah
I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the
Young nigga pull up in that Bentley no head
This a picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it
For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied,
lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah
Strapped down, I'm it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah
Sending God my wishes, still got pending, yeah

I'm some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that's a fact
I'm with my bros more than these bitches, understand that
Youngin from the slums and he don't wanna no pistol, we ain't heard of that
I'ma let him it, we coming from a pencil, he don't know 'bout a trap, nah
Get trapped in fucking these hoes, she just want a baby
More into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it's crazy
All through the night, back to hearin' them poles, this shit amazing
In his hood, he see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him
fade him
Got some OG's in the hood gon' ride him
They like that he keep his head in them so they won't let you slime 'bout him
probably slide on him
Only for to see if he got that on him
But youngin ain't gettin' that, he ain't feelin'
So he to hide on 'em
Now let me tell you that I'm a different
Had my first at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream
And it was something Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn't
Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was from out of bushes
At them bitch ass
Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? Nigga, what's answer?
You up that fire, you better one, nigga, what's the hassle?
Still to this day, I'm on FaceTime talkin' with the
Like is they with me or against me, probably me splattered

Can I a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah
I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the
Young nigga pull up in that with no head
a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it

What you 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? I'ma see about it, nigga (I'm with you)
You got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty,
Shit, you me still on dummy, I'll put a hundred, nigga
For to see you smile, I risk my life, on my mama, nigga
You was with me at bottom, nigga, I ain't forget it
When I wanted to slide, they ain't wan' drive me, nigga, and you was it
I was hollerin',