Luyện nghe bài hát 222

[Hook: Erick Arc
good, looking good
Girlfriend the issue, huh?
Got them hooked, a look
Nigga never ever gonna miss you,
Get it understood, you good
Mind and your body gotta equal,
How soul hangs low like the bottom of your red shoes
And I think Louis Vuitton, too

1:]
Reality is wisdom,
I like Horus, I don't whores
Hindsight oh my I adore, for the time being yes I am
Drunk my card it's the ace of
And I hate to go away without getting money made
But niggas be telling to in the reason to actor
Nigga lose his job, it all on bad luck
Known to coast and my not open
The cold comes every season,
In the summer we hunnids, my fall comes often evil shit
Just spews from my mind, I get all the time
My wall of space is confined, so you better elevate or time
Just lose

2:]
Shady, I don't that
I be acting as if I'm a man
And my mother to my from another
Boy oh yes you can
From my sisters I the shit right
And my mothers that you good night
40 in my liquor cup
Sick of shot and I you up
Bang bang from the same
Kick if you can't hang
Lil what you saying, mayne?
Roll up the blames hang
up was a plane, mayne
In the hood it's all good, our own Hollywood
a picture the system my mental track me like a alien
I thoughts with divine course
And exhaust from my skeleton
Tell her I won't again
that, if I'm going who will even care again?
Hate to be American, get from experiments
the truth in the pyramids
And we all immigrants
And you're lying through filaments
Lay if you drink a bit
And indulge in this nigga
And that real rhetoric
Dissolve all that simple shit, play a game
It's too to be ignorant
Just lay back and a bit

One
Fuck all other shit

One time, one time for my of the Indigo
Two times, two times for my that are not a ho
One time, one time for my niggas of the

Angel but she me for my peso
Telling other niggas she ain't never gonna
So by smashing the Range
Beat beat then I add her to the
another doob with a cousin and a bro
But I say it slow
the people who won't grow
So I carrying through the weapons that you through postal
we gon' go? Where we ever gon' go?
To the highest of the eye
thoughts I am going 'til there's no reply

Flatbush
try tah
South by southwest, all the way Brooklyn