Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

Would you that?
If you that?
TV killed the
TV killed the

Let's get it, what if told you this music was bogus?
The government run it, they controllin' the
you believe that? If you read that?
Yeah, if they told you the iPhone was tapped?
They see all of your browsin' and you be in your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is like middle men
And internet soldiers, was carrying Macs
What if they said Obama was in a
He actually got a ass tan and a swag to appear black
Would you that? Niggas impeach that, look
How bout tell you you dyin' if you ain't voting?
So now you go put one in and relying off that and believe that
You you do wit' your weak ass
What if they a list? Tellin' you what is dope
Tellin' you was it, but never let mother jump
Pardon the flow but consistence controlling many
I know there's niggas that's by television shows
sold but most's stay null and void
A little gossip make little people more important
So don't them, how they need it for the allure
A lot of are prodigal to the gullible

I turn down the just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I live my whole life in stereo, always my own song (song, song)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, wake up up)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, wake up up)

TV killed the
TV the radio
TV the radio
And then the slit the television throat
And the world star model fell up out the
And for that broad a rapper is now behind his
And 'notha the rappers would visit shawty, shawty be
And everybody be at him, he doesn't know it
'Cause he her, thought he couldn't be G'd by such a sweet girl
(News flash, news flash, it's a world)
(And no one's too thorough to it on to a girl uh)
What if they told you your was a grouupie
You know, like a ho, the that be choosin'
You gon' play it nah homie, soon as the car pull up
her you'll holler at us and get in and go and lose it

TV the radio
TV killed the
TV killed it,
And then the internet the television throat

But not before I gave to several episodes
Our is cursed, we got too many clones
We just they gon' repeat what we was told
And that bullets are prodigal to the gullible

I down the radio just to turn the TV on (on, on)
I my whole life in stereo, always singing my own song (song, song)
As it flows into my vein (wake up, up wake up)
As it flows my vein

I'd like to thank all the beautiful people came out here tonight
Mrs Reese, I see you in the baby, oh yea
Oh shout to the slutty to
You hear that? Uh, hear the Adapt in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I feel right now
I just to talk to my people without preaching
Unbelievable, get down!