Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody

You wanted to fuckin' walk around roaches
These niggas is
niggas is mere motherfuckin' mortals
I'm tryna you to supreme bein'
You don't wanna
You don't wanna your destiny
You get by
You don't wanna go the motherfuckin' dark
Where lonely
You handle the motherfuckin', the pain
Of the motherfuckin' not knowin' when the shit is gonna

tryna save me
But she know I'm tryna save her
Man, them tried to play me
Man, 'til I got this
You're nobody 'til somebody you

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

Mama's save me
But she don't know I'm save her
Man, them niggas to play me
Man, 'til I got paper
You're 'til somebody kills you

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

I'm from where the test you
Niggas mix business and pleasure where the measure
The is our product
The by-product, you up on me, I cock it
New Mercedes as it off
Nothing the steel doors, gang signs, see 'em all
I said my prayer as I'm countin'
Never really athletic, but I play for keeps, do you me?
The mortician, the morgue fillin' more snitches
We kill 'em and taking bitches, R.I.P
Chinchillas on a winter
Black bottles when I'm feelin' like, you know what winners like
And I'm on that tour bus
Just a for niggas, the PJ's for two of us
Ciroc down to die for Diddy
My ride for less, keep it real, homie, made me filthy
Touch until it's even keel
Like I'm knowing heathen will, closed the deal with Steven Hill
We Magic of the networks
Cut a cast off, how my nigga net worths

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

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