Luyện nghe bài hát 10 2 10 (Remix)

Imma' be paid
I up
Finally Famous

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

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

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

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

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