Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Easy

Pipe shit up, TnT

Nigga, my fit on point, uh
Nigga, whip okay
Hold on, down, YoungBoy
Make sure I'm straight on
I the backwards route
Spent a hundred on K's
at all out war 'bout gang
Fuck nigga, throw no shade, uh

I left the season to with a reason
I say it was easy, yeah, ahh
I them beans in, my bro sold out, can't see me
I left him bleedin', yeah, ahh

out a Birkin bag and took out fifty, that's all on, yeah
Hold on, slatt business, let me check the for that corner
I got hats pendin', checks for all them youngins, been on 'em
Bitch, it's rack city, stack on top of stack and they stone him
I don't think these niggas want no smoke, we be all it
I can't put no ho' before my bro because they all
Out tweakin', night when we geekin', we stuck on our pivot
I grab the mic, you sure that I'm right just for this crowd see me

Nigga, my fit on point, uh
Nigga, this okay
Hold on, calm down,
Make I'm straight on stage
I took the route
a hundred grand on K's
Still at all out war gang
Fuck nigga, don't no shade, uh

I left the to comeback with a reason
I say it was easy, yeah, ahh
I through beans in, my bro sold out, can't see me
I left him bleedin', yeah, ahh

I put one up, he shoot, he scores
I just need get me a love to keep these hoes right my door
I just took my ho back 'til they was gone, nigga, yeah, yeah
They gon' hate on us until we gone, what 10 said
I ain't look at her, not once, just sang my song,
Bought her a Rolex, got her a back, sent her home, yeah
She can't get her a back, post my next bitch, turn off the phone, yeah
Take out phone and post my neck, bitch, focus on it, yeah

I left the to comeback with a reason
I say it was easy, yeah, ahh
I through them beans in, my bro out, can't see me
I could've him bleedin', yeah, ahh