Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody

You to fuckin' walk around these roaches
niggas is roaches
These is mere motherfuckin' mortals
I'm push you to supreme bein'
You don't wanna
You don't wanna embrace your
You get by
You don't wanna go into the dark
it's lonely
You can't handle the motherfuckin', the
Of the motherfuckin' not knowin' the shit is gonna stop

Mama's save me
But she don't I'm tryna save her
Man, them niggas to play me
Man, 'til I got this
You're nobody 'til kills you

"Blast for me" the last words my nigga
On the pavement, killers, body shivers
Drug money, dollar
moving out of rentals, art of war is mental
Having sushi down in
like an Afghan soldier, nowhere to go to
So bang, no survivors
Only on my rider, murder rate rises
Stalkin' on their IG's, never; I be
Still solo, Under Armour Polo
No wire, on
My desire for fine things made me a liar, a
Gettin' feeling like it's voodoo
Nine lives, SK with the
Makaveli in the 'Rari, still B-I G, I, E
I you smoke with me
Go to bed with a kilo like
Janet Reno, we all we got the creed to
Pretty in the driveway
If you cut it then you sideways, up, crime pays

Mama's save me
But she don't I'm tryna save her
Man, them niggas tried to me
Man, 'til I got this
You're nobody 'til kills you

You fuckin' wanna walk around these niggas?
the fuck is their culture?
Where the fuck is souls at?
defines you?
These niggas with these fuckin' silly looks on faces
You wanna walk around with them or you wanna with God, nigga!
up your got damn mind!

I'm from where the streets you
Niggas mix business and pleasure where the cocaine
The narcotics is our
The by-product, you up on me, I cock it
New as it peels off
penetrates the steel doors, gang signs, see 'em all
I said my prayer as I'm countin'
Never athletic, but I play for keeps, do you feel me?
The mortician, the morgue with more snitches
We kill 'em and their bitches, R.I.P
on a winter night
Black when I'm feelin' like, you wanna know what winners like
And I'm never on that bus
a decoy for niggas, the PJ's for two of us
Ciroc down to die for Diddy
My niggas for less, keep it real, homie, made me filthy
Touch until it's even keel
Like I'm knowing every heathen will, the deal with Steven Hill
We Magic of the networks
Cut a nigga cast off, how my nigga net

Mama's save me
But she know I'm tryna save her
Man, niggas tried to play me
Man, I got this paper
nobody 'til somebody kills you

Fuck you talk about?
Fuckin' jewelries and and Hublot's
And fuckin' art niggas ain't got on their fuckin' walls
And fuckin' niggas ain't got
Niggas can't pay the IRS, let alone their fuckin' staff, nigga
You tell the truth, man
The set you free, son
The truth will set you