Luyện nghe bài hát Fatality

(Jahlil holla at me)
It's to eat
The is back
Them niggas is back, the is back, the streets is back
on deck nigga, ya

[Verse 1: Tony
Got keys twinklin', pianos in the apartment
Safe house when the hit
I give rap critics verbal about AKs
Foolish rappers in my rearview, far
Ferragamo dreams, the bitch lipstick on my
M4 Carbon, aim for your
Got that wavy work, Ryan
Forgi's on the and they deep dish
(?) to (?) me
My jacket in the weasel
fours, pull a (?)
New Tahoe, 27Z
New grill on bitch looks so mean
Dog food pulled an Arabian
Good connect, don't ask what it me
I got undetected explosives in my
Got me in Vera clothes, ya feel me?

Fatality, fatality,

2: Young Buck]
My brother been his fuckin' face in the powder
Fuckin' the
We to be in this together but you done with sour
Cash bruh, remember money and power
A little get a nigga knocked down like the towers
I spend hours in the kitchen over the stove
Put too much time in finer places to put in holes
I got my son froze, up O's
He said he wanted a Phantom before he's 14 old
I him he can do it if he don't open his nose
Like my Louis ask him where of his go
I'm a bad influence to niggas
It turns to the up, I vow to smoke niggas
Yeah the bullets, body fluids
And if my weapon don't kill 'em then (?) do it
Every standin' in my section goin' through it
We gon' get the money, you gotta help us to it, yeah

Fatality, fatality,

[Verse 3: Kidd]
Watchin' my OG whip it, I learned to it
Turn the pigeons to a chicken, four piece and a
Bodies come up get found by someone fishin'
(?) got equipped, 40 extension
If I'm broke I fix it but that ain't business
They for my head I hope my nigga don't start bitchin'
Gotta the Lord I ain't get a life sentence
'Fore my name end up in the in peace sentence
I say suck my
(?)
(?) you can't say I'ma for this
niggas sneak dissin'
I hear 'em this and that
But don't confuse with that
I put a hole in inner tube car fixed or flat
Realest niggas in the game man you gotta give us
I hold it
I your head for the right amount
Six shots, every gotta count