Luyện nghe bài hát Rumors

They see me dead puttin prices on my head
Spreadin rumors round like I fell down
They cant hold me they cant stop my shine
They cant block my grind its game time
Pyru for breads off the elms nigga ian big on lick
Cause ian been to the mother land here I grown ass
Man gun in my hand ion no man FLOCKA!!!

1]
These niggas fuckin trippin second am I livin
Better em I'm gone kill em twenty bags and tell em
Come get em make ya boy to say nun him
I thank that I him I swear to god
Dont fear these niggas straight trippin
Thinkin that I'm slippin it out
Then I'm rippin my whole
lookin for the fuckin victum
Free my partner isum tunnel fuckin
I swear to god on christ I dnt fuckin hear em

2]
These niggas say they me and kidnapped my daughter
Ion got no daughter they mad cause imma baller
And they hoes a caller you that imma stall her
Then dick her and ball her then never ever her
hard like my mother I'm the problem solver AR
Or revolver you hard then I am stop actin like a killer
You pussy ass nigga you aint wanna
why I'm still alive nigga BRICKSQUAD!!!