Luyện nghe bài hát Vizine

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I look up and see my
Am I
But why do my peak look it's out of my reach?
Why I trust what I see?

1]
My just a crime scene
Got the beams and the sirens, yeah
My team we could buy
Talking dirty money? Check the
All the dirty money get dry
Talking money, say I'm rasting
All my goons kidnap your offsprings while I was working on my golf
Oh, sweet dreams, nightmares
a cold world, I got an ice grill
No one man should all that power if he can't afford to pay the light bills
I got a over my heartbeat
The seal with no door key
I'm pills to feel more me
Cut off the wings now I'm
And I never feel poor me
I'd feel like the old me
I was born with and I roll deep
I could make the get cold feet
Don't like the clove unless it's four
Get a pussy wetter than a coral
On my I tatted me a Fleur de Lis
Should I get it covered a coca leaf?
I could you better than you showed me
I show you better than you told me
I'm an OG up in OT and it's no sleep till roast beef
I not hear a Little Bo-Peep
go figure, better go deep
Pass no judgement, your weed
I'm the goat nigga, no

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I look up and see my
Am I
But why do my peak look like out of my reach?
Why I trust what I see?

2]
Sipping on purple it's herbal
Bad brown bitch, Lisa
On turbo, you don't wanna him
Momma put too much sugar in my
Damn, I done too many ashes in my turban
I done see so many titties on
Live a kind of lifestyle
Different color diamond got a nigga looking sherbert
up to the plate, knocked it out the park
Eat a nigga like tiger shark
Dressed in all red like
My niggas hit your safe the holocaust
My catch a case, feel like I got Mossed
My treat the K just like a (?)
Got a lawyer and an but I'm the boss
And my heart racing but never lost
Hello? I was the illest on child support
Now I'm at the riot report
Went and at the final score
got revolving doors
Bitches in and out more
Than children smiling at a
Ain't got nothing in common but the common
Big B's nigga, roll
up, a nigga found the flow
Started the bottom bitch
Never monogamous
Never been
Never been
Money is
had accomplices
Always had
Always let chopper clip out like a bottom lip
You running out of time, so you know what time it is
You out of tears and you running out of volunteers
Young bitch, I die for the logo
price low, call that a low blow
Tunechi Pablo, keys in the rowboat
Tunechi in the yacht though, still showboat
Sipping on the slowpoke, moving a tugboat
like a steamboat, fucking on a love boat
Better read the note before you read the love note
Don't know if its sore throat, throat or cut throat

Why me? Why why me?
Why do I look up and see my
Am I
But why do my peak look it's out of my reach?
Why can't I trust what I

Oh why am I so
Why can't I stay in my
I'm so
Try me, why do I see these bodies?
Why do I what I see?
Why me? Why why me?
RIP, if you can't in peace, you can die in peace
As your eyes close and mines bleed, I Vizine