Luyện nghe bài hát Gullible

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

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

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

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

TV killed the
TV killed the
TV fuck it,
And then the internet slit the television

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

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

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, the Adapt Kings in the back, young Dallas
Two bitches, two bitches, I feel good now
I just want to talk to my people preaching
Unbelievable, get down!