Luyện nghe bài hát Goin Off

(*Prod. by J. Cole)
it*
Ay,
Do or Die, new arrival,
at my niggas,
You you's alive, yo,
Now you follow me and ride, or you's a rival.
The between you and I is you a model, you posing.
But who am I
The out for that lotto,
coming soon, the newest model,
Your is hollow,
The of niggas got more dick, chew and swallow.
Your told me shoot in her face, she suicidal,
Oh shucks, you niggas is closed, you up.
I'm the Ville, niggas get killed over four bucks,
God we made it, my niggas, we grown up,
Now we crazy over bread, call us the "dough-nuts, " uh,
More once the money blows up,
But them hoes if the dough drops,
I won't though, a chip off the 'ol block.
I'm from a city niggas hole blocks,
you looking like old socks, damn,
Cops blocks, spotting on us,
The boys is rotten, I know want us,
Probably a nigga, get a bonus,
You a nigga, get promoted,
Shit is crazy, girls getting babies they get diplomas,
So I just go nuts,
Niggas me slow up,
that,
I'm tryna get where cheddar at,
Y'all don't me,
Always somebody that don't want you cheese, yo,
This bullshit is like Tom and Jerry,
I'm kinda very raw, niggas can't facts,
If you black they you to jail or Iraq,
is something you can't sell or buy back,
Niggas don't like bragging, they fly cats,
niggas, "Get up out your whip nigga, strip!
I want it all- ice on your and the kicks, "
This shit happens, I ain't rapping, believe it yo,
They got streets in the city police won't go,
it though, uh,
It ain't no secret, niggas cause my ego so big,
It got me speaking I'm diesel, like I'm devil, oh,
Niggas know my stylo, I tweaking, I am lethal though,
Have your looking for you,
This ain't Nemo though.
Let me slow it down, dumb it down, warned,
The son came up out that womb, yo, a is born.
If recognize real, y'all are foreign,
My run a play on your bitch and we all scoring, yea!