Luyện nghe bài hát 6 God (Remix)

From the gyp to the boy
Smurf up in the streets boy
Come to your door a mask on
Put the up in the bag, trick or treat boy
Bit of in the sweet boy
You follow you're a sheep boy
I got a model behind us
And red make the fashion follow me boy
admit it, I'll admit it
You're songs trash nigga, it
In the club and the drink's nearly
Ain't got money for some more so their
Us miss Lee winning
Fuck with us and they made quarter million
Remember I never had a pot to piss in
Now I put them pots in kitchen
Make your killin' for a
Now you bring it
you wasn't there at my fucking lowest, Peter Griffin
Rap nigga listen
in the grass, niggas hissin'
And I got bitches hooked to the that I'm fishing
Word on road is our up and coming is the shit boy
(You scared)
It's a movie, so get popcorn, I got a clip boy
We've been for a year now, we coming back, niggas pissed boy
heard a little clip of Ricky Rozay, they think that's it boy
A lot of up the sleeve boy
Shit you probably believe boy
If you're talking top five emcees, you gotta we boy
"Krept Kones where you boys?"
Probably with your all week boy
Distract her with some
of a decoy
You put a before the P coy
You niggas all boys
(Haribos)
Pillow talkin' late night with some bitches, puttin' on a voice
(Wagwan babes)
If you talking UK rap, is it boy
Killed the whole UK rap game with a 10 second clip, just imagine it hit boy

I you heard things
not new to this
Comin' from the fuckin' Heath side
Where letting teeth fly
When you see the magazine you rewind
Six figures on the card, decline
I the long way home
coming, make you push your shit back rudeboy
I took the long way
PD got the city a way right now
So I don't a fuck about what anybody sayin' right now.