Luyện nghe bài hát 10 2 10

Imma' be forever
I up
Famous nigga

I up working like a Mexican
That mean I work 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, 10 again
Nightmares of losing everything boost my

All bread can't be good for my cholesterol
Don't come round' talking loudly, fucking up my repertoire
I lie bruh lately I've been stressing heavily
I'm sipping, popping, on whatever take the pressure off
Diss you, FF Imperial my burial
Dodging every bullet and
Anti fuck boy material I'm dead, I'm living proof
If you focus on in front of you and not what's in the peripheral
It's gone, word, boy I drama on drama
Drama on over comma on comma
I'm bringing home dead prez, my house feel like its haunted
I put the city on my back, along with my garments
to sleep, snoring

I woke up working like a
That mean I from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, then 10
Nightmares of losing everything boost my

I got 3 jobs I'm Jamaican though
I 3 wives like I was Haitian though
One cook, one clean, the PMS'ing, no hable ingles
If police have questions don't know what that mean nigga
They say going through the great depression
Still it's depressed so long I can't even tell depression here
My homeboy still gon' pull up on them rims big as a Ferris
So many rides up on the my lil 'cause thought the fair was here
oh, I'm primo, top spot redeemed ho, for who, my team
And we take a trip to Jamaica, Montego, pussy and flamingos
Got me thinking the I need to sleep for?

I woke up working a Mexican
That mean I from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, then 10
Nightmares of losing everything my adrenaline