Luyện nghe bài hát TorcH

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I'll the noise for a piece of divine
Uh!

This "Fuck the blogs"
The afterbell, we in halls
Underage, weed and alcohol
Grandma shells out the driveway
One of the got slayed so we bang at the King parade
I can take you spots gangsters walk
Where real damus and locs, Boyz N the wasn't even close
Where the girls' kitten show, hit the dope and the pussy
Now she get you for your change, Save-A-Hoe, mane
I ain't been right out the cervix
I a M can make it perfect
It came through more than the one I
You I never lie, the truth be told, the dope, it sold
He got the runny
Summertime, we don't niggas in winter clothes
I swear the low, as the burner get rolls I follow the city codes
My money
Missin' them days of oats
bills in mama's coat
Cartoons and bubble
This be the shit I wrote
This be that ride hunnid spoke
Red and blue head to toe

Who a mothafuckin' friend?
You see them rims
Met the in disguise
Look my mothafuckin' eyes

Look at my eyes, look at my
at my shit, cold
All of lies, true to my life
to my pen so
Take what you want, get you like
that window
Ain't shit raw
it? That shit raw
Look through my eyes
impaired by the high
No on my mind
Couple dares, that is

This shit from the back house
baggies bagged and that roach
In granny's plastic couch
Best play cat and mouse
A pitchin' in major
servin' dope but we cater
Take you back to my
Slammin' bones on table
Runnin' for grams, the paramedics at Tam's
to grow to a man
Before L.A. had Rams
Went to school for the bitches, scorin' drugs was the goal
Lungs black as a crow, got banned every hood store
My haters came for the better and money came for the
Concrete where we rose, you wasn't built from this
Fucked up the with many flow
I've a loc since Henry O
I'm ten toes, you movie
I do this shit for way before
curls, cut Dickies and sherm smoke
Got so many bodies the world knows,
worry 'bout no witness, your homies go under oath
But our were big, homie
The world done on me, took my soul then clicked on me

Who a mothafuckin' friend?
You see my mothafuckin'
Met the devil in
Look through my mothafuckin'

Look at my eyes, look at my
Look at my shit,
All of lies, true to my life
to my pen so
Take you want, get what you like
that window
Ain't that raw
Ain't it? That raw
through my mothafuckin' eyes
Vision impaired by the
No on my mind
dares, that is fine

My picture was in frame
But my vision had
My is okay
But my feelings on
I be here all day if you let me go, go, go, go
Oh Lord!
You don't the half of what I had to hold, hold, hold, hold
No Lord!
I see at my window
My patience short
I had no one to on
why that chip is so cold
Kinda the cool king on my fallen bros, bros, bros, bros
Oh Lord!
that's my curtain call, my last go
Said isn't this shit what you wanted to
Ain't this what you wanted to see?