Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody

You wanted to walk around these roaches
niggas is roaches
These niggas is motherfuckin' mortals
I'm tryna you to supreme bein'
You don't wanna
You don't wanna embrace your
You get by
You don't wanna go into the dark
Where it's
You can't handle the motherfuckin', the
Of the motherfuckin' not knowin' when the shit is gonna

Mama's tryna me
But she don't know I'm tryna her
Man, them niggas to play me
Man, 'til I got this
You're nobody somebody kills you

"Blast for me" the last from my nigga
On the pavement, born killers, body
Drug money, figures
Hustlers moving out of rentals, art of war is
Having sushi in Nobu
like an Afghan soldier, nowhere to go to
So bang, no survivors
riders on my rider, murder rate rises
Stalkin' niggas on IG's, never; I be
Still solo, Under still Polo
No wire, on
My desire for fine things made me a liar, a
Gettin' high feeling it's voodoo
Nine lives, SK with the
Makaveli in the 'Rari, still B-I G, I, E
I you smoke with me
Go to bed with a like Casino
Janet Reno, we all we got the creed to
Pretty cars in the
If you cut it then you sideways, up, crime pays

tryna save me
But she know I'm tryna save her
Man, them niggas to play me
Man, I got this paper
nobody 'til somebody kills you

You fuckin' wanna walk around with niggas?
What the is their culture?
Where the fuck is their at?
What defines
These niggas with fuckin' silly looks on their faces
You wanna walk around them or you wanna walk with God, nigga!
up your got damn mind!

I'm where the streets test you
Niggas mix business and where the cocaine measure
The narcotics is our
The by-product, you up on me, I cock it
New as it peels off
Nothing penetrates the doors, gang signs, see 'em all
I said my prayer as I'm sheep
Never really athletic, but I for keeps, do you feel me?
The mortician, the morgue fillin' more snitches
We kill 'em and taking bitches, R.I.P
Chinchillas on a night
Black bottles when I'm feelin' like, you wanna know winners like
And I'm on that tour bus
Just a decoy for niggas, the for two of us
boys down to die for Diddy
My niggas for less, keep it real, homie, made me filthy
Touch mine until it's keel
Like I'm knowing every heathen will, closed the deal with Steven
We City of the networks
Cut a nigga cast off, how my net worths

Mama's save me
But she don't I'm tryna save her
Man, them niggas tried to me
Man, I got this paper
You're nobody somebody kills you

you wanna talk about?
Fuckin' and Bentley's and Hublot's
And fuckin' art niggas ain't got on their fuckin' walls
And fuckin' mansions ain't got
Niggas can't even pay the IRS, let alone their fuckin' staff,
You gotta the truth, man
The set you free, son
The truth set you free