Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody

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

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

"Blast for me" the last from my nigga
On the pavement, born killers, body
money, dollar figures
Hustlers out of rentals, art of war is mental
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 their IG's, I be
Still solo, Under Armour still
No wire, on
My desire for fine made me a liar, a shooter
high feeling like it's voodoo
Nine lives, SK the cooler
in the 'Rari, still B-I double G, I, E
I you smoke with me
Go to bed with a kilo Casino
Reno, we all we got the creed to Nino
Pretty cars in the
If you cut it then you sideways, double up, pays

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

You fuckin' wanna around with these niggas?
What the fuck is culture?
the fuck is their souls at?
What you?
These niggas with these fuckin' silly 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
mix business and pleasure where the cocaine measure
The is our product
The by-product, you walk up on me, I it
New as it peels off
Nothing penetrates the doors, gang signs, see 'em all
I my prayer as I'm countin' sheep
really athletic, but I play for keeps, do you feel me?
The mortician, the fillin' with more snitches
We kill 'em and taking bitches, R.I.P
on a winter night
Black bottles when I'm feelin' like, you wanna know what 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 ride for less, keep it real, homie, me filthy
Touch mine until it's keel
Like I'm knowing every heathen will, the deal with Steven Hill
We City of the networks
Cut a nigga cast off, how my nigga net

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

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