Luyện nghe bài hát 10 2 10 (Remix)

Imma' be forever
I up
Finally nigga

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

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

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

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

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