Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

Yeah,

Man, I know I'm getting hella
views, closet got about a pair of boots
like the set of Walker Texas
Ranger time you step inside my fucking room
Gun sitting in the loaded ready
when the thief is stealing about my yard
I don't even call the Cheatham police,
I just call the morgue to get you out my
I got more than a box of
Legos, got enough to buy a fucking Lambo
But I'd buy mud trucks,
smoke good weed and roll that shit by the fucking
Yeah, I'm tatted up, 26, from the stix, got a gift, so
How I from the trip,
bought a single wide and I made that pimped (Oh yeah)
Got the 'Vette on with the top of the
house, no shoes, no shirt, the sunshine out
But I get burned,
still in south, shit, dawg, just bring that microphone out
Yeah, I'm on black,
the intimidator, still making noise like cicadas
This boy got a little bit of
flavor, still keep it country like grape

Tailgates on the south
side, got black smoke steady rolling
got that James Bond and I ain't scared to bust you open
From the land of I don't you so don't take my shit too serious
Unless you're trying to fuck with me, you'll end up a

That's destiny, that's
That's striving, being a trailblazer
An explorer, going into
Mathematics, quantum mechanics, the secrets of the

All I know is doing work, blood,
sweat and tears stained up in my
Mama me,
"Keep dreaming the dream come
to life", yeah I it from the dirt
to play,
getting dirty in the mud, now I'm grown, dirty with it son
flag waving in the southern sun,
this is who I am, you cannot it from me
I don't beef, I'm out here getting even,
hiding in bushes while your ass is sleeping
the Ripper kind of vibe is what I'm creeping,
leave you like a broken sink, you're leaking
Big guns, up looking like
we're ready for the fucking purge
Toolbox got ammunition to wipe
out a city from the curb
Big game, big boots, big balls, big wallet, people
Like they stuck their inside a light
socket, ass every time I drop it
I will never my shine,
skin is diamond plate, they me to stop but I fucking can't
Out there repping for my little
state, Cheatham county, baby, that is where I

dropping on the south
side, got that black smoke rolling
Glovebox got that Bond and I ain't scared to bust you open
the land of I don't trust you so don't take my shit too serious
Unless trying to fuck with me, you'll end up a conspiracy

Don't you understand the magnitude, I'm right, I'm
I've done the research, I know I'm talking about
I don't like being right, I wish I was wrong, but I'm
They your success!
They hate strengths!
hate your passion!