Luyện nghe bài hát Element (OG)

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

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

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

I'm to a bitch nigga, ayy
An imaginary nigga, ayy
Seven ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' and physical on all y'all, ayy
Bunch of and money 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 been ready, yeah, I know yeah, know yeah
100K spread across the floor, 'cross the floor,
None of fuckin' with the flow yeah, the flow yeah
Years in the makin', and y'all mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we about races
You this'll never be a tie, just look at their laces
You know careers take off, gotta be patient
Mr. One Five, that's the only logic
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only

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

Damned if I do, if I (yuh)
Goddamn us all if you (yuh)
Damn, damn, damn, a goddamn shame
You front line, get out the goddamn way

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

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