Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

Yeah,

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

dropping on the south
side, got that black smoke steady
Glovebox got that 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
you're trying to fuck with me, you'll end up a conspiracy

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

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

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

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