Luyện nghe bài hát Renegade

Uh, you I give a fuck about
What niggas say man
even talked about Jesus

I ain't mad at when it rain, 'cause I the sun is somewhere shinin'
Sorta like clear diamonds
I hardly see my moms, but she know her son is somewhere
where rhymin', or somewhere climbin'

Out of a pottable 760, very sticky
Wit a handgun, to send cowards to Heaven quickly
I pussy, so I won't allow you to ever dick me
I know these balls, wonder how could they ever stick me

But I move, like the through town
Wit stones the of earrings, in my Presidential crown
I put from the Desert into clowns, 'cause the cometary
Is where most of the dudes, that are are found

So I the time, of whatever the bench throws
The 4BM put down, in a seventy-two inch
while getting adapted, to the fame has be hectic
But I'm like I'm tryna take down Chamberlain's record

And the girls more than like you, when you around
Doing world like Michael, but girl's sure don't like you
You going on like thirty-six, flowin' on some mix
The little you get, you blowing on them dirty chicks

Tryna look young, so you throwing on the quick
I'm on my V-12, you going on ya thirty-six
You can look at this rider, and see I'm on the
'Cause I pass the hitch-hikers, like I see 'em with they thumb up

I just turn the system up and keep
I never get, where I'm tryna go, if a nigga stoppin'
And I tell the cops, this joint is for
Don't they see I come through

How these people in my direction
why I poke out my jeans
Like my with a erection
Till I'm in a joint made for
And right now, the way rapper bi'ness
It wouldn't surprise me
If one of these is a Fed, nigga

Since I'm in the position to get rich, get it
Whether it come from on blocks, flippin' and pitchin'
And the stove, and the kitchen where I cook and prepare it
Nigga you and don't try to act like the truth ain't apparent

I'm on a mission to get richer, it's as as that
I make it obvious, when I up a pencil and rap
Like a .40 Cal, spittin' on instrumentals I
And these verses, are like the point I sent through yo back

I get you if I think you a rat
'Cause if you don't loyalty
that show me where ya principles at
And you don't know how much I through, in fact

I never did like you, I ain't even gon' wit you cats
And I'm the nicest, I ain't gotta say it twice and it
I'm a lyrical genius, I never beated, defeated
I'ma draw my and squeeze it, you better believe it

you parapaligic, I demand respect and I mean it
My Desert's the meanest, you probably if you seen it
Or out somewhere sick, you get red on the cement
And I blow off ya for no reason and just when I'm leavin'
You know me ya owe me homie
But the make us even, blow

And the bad part it is man
I'm only twenty old man
And I'm just fun
Man I ain't even man

Desert Storm's youngest and in man
Cain, man
Yo Fab man, you ain't even go hard man
I got niggas man

Clue, holla at cha boy, Dolla
Duro, it's our man
Desert Storm, we gon' niggas man
You already know what it is a ho'cide man
Stop, "Street Dreamin"