Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

New Kung Fu
nobody prayin' for me
Y'all know, happens on Earth stays on Earth
we go!
I don't give a fuck, I give a fuck
I don't give a, I don't a, I don't give a fuck

I'm willin' to die for this
I done for this shit, might take a life for this shit
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for shit
D.O.T. my enemy, won't catch a vibe for shit, ayy
I been stomped out in of my momma
My daddy commissary made it to
Bitch, all my grandmas
So nobody prayin' for me, I'm on your head, ayy
Thirty millions later, the feds watchin'
on my Telegram like, "Be cautious!"
I be out at Tam's, I be on Stockton
I do it for the 'Gram, I do it for Compton
I'm willin' to die for shit, nigga
I'll take your fuckin' for this shit, nigga
We ain't goin' to broke, family sellin' dope
That's why you maney-ass rap niggas know

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, make it look sexy
If I gotta go on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
I up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
They won't take me out my
Nah, take me out my

I'm allergic to a nigga, ayy
An rich nigga, ayy
figures ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' digital and on all y'all, ayy
Bunch of criminals and in my phone calls, ayy
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Relocate, jump on the G5
for me heavy 'cause I go yeah, I go yeah
They never been ready, yeah, I know yeah, know
100K across the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah
None of y'all fuckin' the flow yeah, the flow yeah
Years in the makin', and don't mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we about races
You know this'll never be a tie, just at their laces
You know take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, that's the logic
my death, go to Cuba, that's the only option

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, make it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look
They won't take me out my
Nah, take me out my

Damned if I do, if I (yuh)
us all if you won't (yuh)
Damn, damn, damn, it's a shame
You ain't line, get out the goddamn way

Niggas thought they gonna see me, huh?
Niggas that K-Dot real life
Was the same life see on TV, huh?
wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we a receipt, huh?
'Cause of y'all ain't real
Most of y'all squeal
Most of y'all just envy, but jealousy get you
Most of y'all throw rocks and try to your hand
Just say his name and I promise that see Candyman
Because all in your eyes, most of y'all tell lies
Most of y'all don't fade, most of y'all been
Last LP I tried to the black artists
But it's a between black artists and wack artists

If I gotta slap a nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
the one and only, the world's greatest, the Kid Capri
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, it look sexy
They won't take me out my
Nah, me out my element