Luyện nghe bài hát Non Believers

To all the (non-believers, non-believers)

I make a say, "Oh my God"
Ain't nothin' too incredible for the of Oz
Ain't nothin' too for me to lose no sleep
These the cards I was dealt, bitch, read 'em and
that West side rollin, pussies get swollen
Knockin' down in the pen, I'm bowlin'
Controllin' I'm holdin'
I a promise to myself
I'ma keep it gangsta always even in the of corporate America, break down the barrier
Self-made, Koolaid, fuck you say
what he say, pimpin' ain't easy
Don put a dagger in your swagger
Rollin' zones, tell Mick
the chit chatter
I got a bladder full of red cup liquor, yes, my
Drinkin' out the pitcher, I turn water into wine scripture
Make a toast, every is a overdose
And that ghost'll make your ass do the ghost

Make believers non-believers
Make out the overseers
Make 'em bow when they need us
We got non-believers out there
believers outta non-believers
Make believers out the
Make 'em bow down they need us
They got to bow down they need us

Boo, I pop up like a
And niggas got to take the ass whoopin' I hand 'em
Yup, the guys call me Samson, I'm dangerous a Samsung
my niggas at random and they quick to make ugly outta handsome
Old rappers, I up your grandson
New rappers, Charlie Manson
I brainwash your damn son, yup, he'll leave the house with a
But if he ran Zimmerman, pull it out homie, you ain't got to run
It's a cold, cold world for all non-believers and underachievers
These fake ass bitches and
Where the fuck will go when they leave us?

believers outta non-believers
Make believers out the
'em bow down when they need us
We got some out there
Make outta non-believers
Make out the overseers
Make 'em bow down they need us
They got to bow when they need us

Don't get hogtied with the raw hide
My four-five the law hide
For life, for life
Think about your wife 'fore you with your life
It's that rattlesnake from the battle state,
python with the mic on, bitch
Palm are like napalm, grimy
In my he like Treyvon, try me
I'm walkin' with my Skittles
The neighborhood watch house to get riddled
Bust, leave in your pillow
You fuckin' hero, don't make that a widow
This gon' just a little
White people, sayin' 'ghetto'
It's like the pot the kettle
Damn, you the why we ghetto

We got non-believers out there
Make believers outta
Make believers out the
'em bow down when they need us
They got to bow when they need us

Can you this mother fuckin' shit?
Havin' is believin' in somethin' you have yet to see
You got to believe in somethin',
Why not in me?