Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Be

Yeah, Yeah...
I'm often often, in my world in the coffin, coughin off the herb of the curb.
Money, money, is what they concur.
Do Agree? what they might see, could be.
Not exactly what thought.
The car the rap star allgededly bought is probly the car that the rap star rented.
end in tennis, supreme in the snowfish.
Tailin' the whip, lot a doubple piece, parked then.
My mom that I'd be the next cometh.
Them otha niggas far it.
Can't stand how these dick rock even get granted the access.
All up in the mix.
be a Kanye.
Wanna be a P, but nigga.
All the BBC cannot put you, in the place or give you the same face.
Find you first and you raise the stakes, higher.
Not talkin just fire, please muthafucka.
All this BAPE I rock is none otha.
Who the best MCs in
Cas, Chip, da Cudder, da illness.
And Ohio gotta this.
a decade just to say I'm paid.
Took a took a decade to get girls to lay down, spread eagle, pop dat pussy ho'.
the love below I'm the champ that needs a gold medal.
Styles of homeboy, I got plenty.
I for my noodle, the digital vortex. Textin' a freak.
Digital sex.
She wanna suck a cuz my songs me digital checks.
Gigabytes decide the words that I write, I get nigga day and night.
Unh. it literally.
How more crystal can I be?
How more crystal can I be?
How more crystal can I be?
Can I be?
Can I be?
Unh huh, yeah.
Can I be-...-e.
How more crystal can I be?
Can I be?
Can I be?