Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

Yeah,

Man, I know I'm stupid hella
views, closet got about a hundred pair of
Looking like the set of Texas
Ranger every time you step my fucking room
Gun sitting in the corner ready
when the thief is stealing shit my yard
I don't even call the Cheatham police,
I call the morgue to get you out my yard
I got more connections a box of
Legos, got enough bread to buy a fucking
But I'd buy mud trucks,
smoke good weed and roll that by the fucking handfull
Yeah, I'm tatted up, 26, from the stix, got a gift, so
How I from the trip,
bought a single trailer and I made that pimped (Oh yeah)
Got the on fleek with the top of the
house, no shoes, no shirt, with the out
But I get burned,
still in south, shit, dawg, just bring that microphone out
Yeah, I'm on black,
the intimidator, still making noise like damn
white boy got a little bit of
flavor, still keep it country like grape

Tailgates dropping on the
side, got that smoke steady rolling
Glovebox got James Bond and I ain't scared to bust you open
From the land of I don't trust you so don't take my too serious
Unless trying to fuck with me, you'll end up a conspiracy

That's destiny, that's
That's striving, being a trailblazer
An explorer, going into
Mathematics, mechanics, the secrets of the universe

All I know is hard work, blood,
sweat and stained up in my shirt
Mama me,
"Keep dreaming till the come
to life", yeah I it from the dirt
to play,
getting dirty in the mud, now I'm grown, still dirty it son
Rebel flag waving in the sun,
this is who I am, you take it from me
I don't twitter beef, I'm out here even,
hiding in your bushes while your ass is
Jack the kind of vibe is what I'm creeping,
leave you like a broken sink, you're steady
Big guns, up looking like
we're ready for the fucking purge
Toolbox got ammunition to wipe
out a city from the motherfucking
Big game, big boots, big balls, big wallet, people
Like they stuck their head a light
socket, Einstein-looking ass time I drop it
I never lose my shine,
is diamond plate, they want me to stop but I fucking can't
Out repping for my little country
state, Cheatham county, baby, is where I stay

Tailgate's dropping on the
side, got that black smoke rolling
Glovebox got that James Bond and I ain't to bust you open
From the land of I don't trust you so take my shit too serious
Unless you're trying to fuck with me, end up a conspiracy

Don't you understand the magnitude, I'm right, I'm
done the research, I know what I'm talking about
I like being right, I wish I was wrong, but I'm correct
They hate success!
hate your strengths!
They your passion!