Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

I've having some deep thoughts when that L blowin'
Niggas in jail know it you do it
Do it yourself and tell no one
You see them shells blowin'? I go to hell
That I had them eagles sitting like Terrell Owens

I spell backwards, I gotta live
If money's the root to then fuck it, I'm an evil bastard
You know that diesel acid it reach the masses
I swear to God, it'll burn, turn these streets to

Dope in the charger, still smoking, L's
I'm coaching 'The Carter' call me Samuel L.
Niggas been fags, funny Sinbad
Me, I'm from the hood, my savings in a gym bag

I'm the 40, I ain't even sorry
If you with your then I put your brain on your shorty
I open that damn block for the fame and the glory
I was hoping to Jamrock's like Marley

Ayo, I'm living better, second letter a set of wings
Butter leather, sweater and some better bling
Black beretta, these niggas better not have said a
For the cheddar, I'm not a or regret a thing

I could get her, don't have to sweat her or to get her
I could dead her or feel better just to let her
When you met her she was than Coretta King
Y'all lived together, she was gonna get a wedding

She chose me and me like she owes me
You knows me, I take whatever life me, shows me
Girls like boys, they like cars, money and some of that good smoke
Kush jars of 20, tell a few good
But it's far funny when you in the hood broke

But see I understand what makes niggas
So I put a hundred just to put you on the land
ain't what you wanted man

I'm a problem for every rapper breathing, on every track I'm
It's a fact I'ma be a factor and wrap the
I my strap and squeezing
Come out with a of demons that'll leave the pastor bleeding

You ain't gotta ask the reason, I it's jack or scheming
You can see the tiger stripe J a mile away
white and glasses geaming
Chain's so sick I don't need a for it
I can hear the streets talking, I you to reach for it

I'm strapped if you look you can see the Taurus
Hate niggas that keep talking, they usually be
Brooklyn bullshit, you better believe, I'm on it
You know if my team wanted
(Flow)
Put G's up on it

But naw, I don't get along with these rapping
mad my chain the same size as their platinum plaques
That's a fact, let me get mine then that
I'm completely done with rap, you can have it back

Heaven hammering thoughts for the winter
Summer for the winter
These long john weather fiends come in shorts in the
Sure it in the winter, hope you getting my drift
And you should hold your back when you getting the drip

Drip the little grip, I cover the order
When I floss, I'm a boss, I could front you a
See the cross all flooded, little in the border
And I just got a so I'm looking for Run's daughter

Tell the Rev that I'm dealing with some
The sunshine on him 'cause the still a see through
Danky women, Antik
His pockets gotta be nauseous, the keep spinnin'

on niggas, throw a lil' kiddie on 'em
My niggas'll seek 'em, empty out the semis on 'em
You'd spit on God then go against him
They was second guessing then squad up 'em

They can't take me in a gray Jag
Seats the leather as the Mark J bag
Jaz, the kind of bitch that the may tag
'Cause I'm bringing the kind of like Parque had

Y'know, I ain't a hoe that'll want a of herb
The street bitch need a stack as thick as a curb
And you might a chick in the 'burbs
Maybe 'cause I'm nice with the nails, and slick with the

Yeah, it's Ms. Jizzaz, to spizzaz
I'm like shabizzaz with a little pizzaz
I wasn't sworn in just to in
family since the moment that I was born in

And getting money is
California kush got my eyes red as cherry
These bitches on their next payday
I'm in the XK8 with the body of an
And I'm holding the SK straight, nigga