Luyện nghe bài hát Goin Off

(*Prod. by J. Cole)
it*
Ay,
Do or Die, new arrival,
at my niggas,
You survive alive, yo,
Now either you me and ride, or you's a rival.
The difference 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 type of got more dick, chew and swallow.
Your girl told me in her face, she suicidal,
Oh shucks, you is closed, you fold up.
I'm the Ville, niggas get killed over four bucks,
God we made it, my niggas, we grown up,
Now we crazy over that bread, us the "dough-nuts, " uh,
sluts once the money blows up,
But them stop if the dough drops,
I won't stop though, a off the 'ol block.
I'm a city where niggas hole blocks,
Leave you looking old socks, damn,
Cops blocks, spotting on us,
The boys is rotten, I know they us,
arrest a nigga, get a bonus,
You a nigga, get promoted,
Shit is crazy, girls getting babies before get diplomas,
So I just go nuts,
telling me slow up,
that,
I'm tryna get where cheddar at,
don't hear me,
Always that don't want you getting cheese, yo,
whole bullshit is like Tom and Jerry,
I'm very raw, niggas can't deny facts,
If you black they you to jail or Iraq,
Honor is something you sell or buy back,
Niggas don't bragging, they 9-11 fly cats,
Hijack niggas, "Get up out your nigga, strip!
I it all- ice on your wrists and the kicks, "
This shit happens, I ain't rapping, believe it yo,
They got streets in the city won't even go,
it though, uh,
It ain't no secret, niggas beefing my ego so big,
It got me speaking like I'm diesel, I'm devil, oh,
Niggas know my stylo, I ain't tweaking, I am though,
Have daddy looking for you,
This Finding Nemo though.
Let me slow it down, dumb it down, warned,
The son up out that womb, yo, a star is born.
If real recognize real, are foreign,
My team run a on your bitch and we all scoring, yea!