Luyện nghe bài hát The Statement

Uh
Well
if you niggas could walk in my shoes homie
is "The Statement"

Uh
Look in my eyes nothing mediocre
Can't see the beast into my inner ah
Welcome to my building, and meet the newest owner
Out a coma, I'm a different type of organ
Different breed, and see why they be hating on him
Hundred thousand dollar jewels, need a sweater
Bitch I'm paranormal, hot as Arizona
Rep my city, play the base like I was Sammy
Uh, I'm taking over, that's my motive
Smell the money odor, trying to my monthly quota
Dopest nigga around, minus all that soda
Heavy roller, hear me motor, Giovanna
Sick and tired of cried, now that shit is over
Hot as early morning Folgers, I'm twenty soldiers
out, just like the album, deuces up to H.O.V.A.
Brush the hate up off my shoulders, me again
Got my CD on my collar like a
Broward County, nigga run it like a
Newest artist with a hundred advancement
my bitch a couple bands for enhancement
Ha, so what the fuck them talking about?
I am the only shit talking about
A lot of but I'm getting guap
Busting bladders, laughing at as I see the top
Ha, rather backing me to the block
I swear they hate when getting guap
But I'm addicted to my chain and
like I'm Chris Bosh, never would I stop
Uh, I see them staring they looking ass
Quick to judge a nigga, haters I'm doing bad
Got me mad so I went and got a tag
Like the Benz but I went and did Jag'
Yeah, and I am young and as hell
Do it for the real niggas, hope for bail
I y'all to "The Statement"
Only niggas play it in your tape deck
Uh, and that's word to my only
Only fucking if she got a pretty set of
Told my niggas that I got to fucking with me
Murder everything, Obama come and get me
Bang, bang from a clip that hold a sixty
is my world, you are just a bug in it
Dead body if I put them slugs in it
You don't really want to with it
I this motherfucker from the floor
Twenty two and getting money all a know
The big shit I put that on my nigga Fo

show you to the front door