Luyện nghe bài hát 4 The Record

Woo hell yeah, let's to the niggas that do the most
I'm here, again
It's boy [?]
For the record, I [?]
Ya
And that's how we do it, for the

is for the record (hey)
This is for the (hey)
Hell
This is for the (hey)
is for the record (hey)
Hell

Hey, man I'm in this whole
Stay up, I ever get tired
it up, with a little more fire
Headed up, we can get higher
Man, your girl me head, like a visor
I fuck that bitch, she a liar
You ain't heard I roll with the writers
Give it up bruh, you don't try us
time I hit the road, they be linin' up
All these hoes see me on, now they up
Gettin' money, I'm a sole
on sleepin' if you want, man, that's fine with us
Back it up one for a nigga
Mix a little with the liquor
No, we don't got no problems over here
And we touch a mil' before the year is up

This is for the (hey)
is for the record (hey)
Hell
is for the record (hey)
This is for the (hey)
yeah

Money on my mind, for the
Runnin' the marathon, for the record
And I put on God, for the record
might die, for the record
Rest in peace, nigga Eazy-E, for the
Mike & Keys, nigga on the beat, for the
We could do all night, for the record
Comin' from the Westside, for the

one for the pressure
This one for the bitches, ain't givin' me no effort
This one for the L, shit they only made me
They remember fade, and sayin' this one for the record
I can't rectify the pain or the story of my
Ain't no for my brain, with a 40 and a chain
You know love to play, in the shadows of my brain
I can't elevate or change, if all I ever do is
Really, all I see is
"Where my at?"
Nigga, you too broke for you to where all the bitches at
Homie on parole and he can't smoke, so he gon' hit a
You let somebody use lighter, you don't get it back
I'm really at... I'm really in a bad place, and I ain't seein' good
me throw my fist high and I just throw my hood up
How you know your high, if you ain't ever looked up (uh)
Some I never understood
But I know this one for the record, I this one for the death
have niggas spendin' money 'fore we even see the check
Serena made it outta' Compton, she forever get
A parallel to how ya'll sit and do it for the
I say...
This is for the

You what I'm sayin'
For the record...
It ain't nothing like fucking with [?] and you ain't got to motherfucking split it wit nobody, nigga. And that's for the record, nigga
I put muthafuckin' money in my pocket and I know, shit, I [?]
on God, nigga, for the record