Luyện nghe bài hát 10 2 10

Imma' be paid
I up
Finally Famous

I up working like a Mexican
That I work from 10 to 10
10 to 10, then 10 again
Nightmares of losing boost my adrenaline

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

I up working like a Mexican
mean I work from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, then 10
Nightmares of everything boost my adrenaline

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

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