Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Live

I've been having some deep when that L blowin'
Niggas in know it when you do it
Do it and never tell no one
You see them shells blowin'? I go to knowin'
I had them eagles sitting down like Terrell Owens

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

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

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

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

I could get her, have to sweat her or to get her things
I could her or feel better just to let her cling
When you met her she was than Coretta King
Y'all lived together, she was gonna get a wedding

She chose me and blows me she owes me
You knows me, I take life throws me, shows me
Girls don't like boys, they like cars, money and of that good smoke
Kush of 20, tell a few good jokes
But far from funny when you in the hood broke

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

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

You gotta ask the reason, I know it's jack or scheming
You can see the tiger J from a mile away
white and glasses geaming
Chain's so sick I don't a piece 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 be informants
That bullshit, you better believe, I'm on it
You know if my team would
(Flow)
Put G's up on it

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

Heaven hammering sport for the winter
Summer for the winter
These long john weather fiends in shorts in the winter
it snows in the winter, hope you getting my drift
And you hold your head back when you getting the drip

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

the Rev that I'm dealing with some evils
The sunshine on him 'cause the still a see through
women, Antik Denim
His pockets gotta be nauseous, the man's keep

Trickin' on niggas, throw a lil' on 'em
My niggas'll seek 'em, they out the semis on 'em
rather spit on God then go against him
They was second then squad up convinced 'em

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

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

Yeah, Ms. Jizzaz, fizzaz to spizzaz
I'm better shabizzaz with a little pizzaz
I sworn in just to join in
Been family since the that I was born in

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