Luyện nghe bài hát 10 2 10

Imma' be paid
I up
Finally nigga

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

All this bread can't be good for my
Don't come 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 'til my
Dodging every and venereal
Anti fuck boy 'til 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 drama over on comma
I'm bringing home dead prez, my done feel like its haunted
I put the on my back, right along with my garments
Went to sleep,

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

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

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