Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Livin Right

I need therapy for the retail today I thousands, ayy
I'm gonna get my clouded on
memory I'm feelin' today (Ayy)
(I'm not goin' Nico)

Put away every problem (Tryna put my problem)
I sell drugs, I cop 'em (I got drugs, gotta cop 'em)
I be livin' life all wrong (I be livin' wrong)
I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't right (Yeah)
I ain't livin' right, uh, I livin' right (Yeah)
I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't right (Yeah)
I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' (Yeah)
I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' (Oh)

I ain't right (Nah)
We from sides (Sides)
I done sacrificed, and it me a mastermind (mastermind)
I done lanes, Bentley coupe got frog eyes
We got rich, hey, and I still got mob (Mob ties)
Never sober, I be high (High)
I be most likely bangin' a (Bangin' a nine)
Ain't no question, my gon' ride (Gon' ride)
You a bitch, you throw and go hide (Go hide)
I just the Ciroc and some red
Couldn't pick one, it was hard to (Hard to decide)
Hit my niece, I talk to the don (Talk to the don)
Got a new Bentley, can massage (Massage)
In the P.H., just me and my niggas we (Alright)
On the P.J., codeine on long flights (Long flights)
Damn, I forgot her name, fucked her for one night
To my Rollies rage, know young Gunna ain't living right
And they put away my
I don't drugs, I cop em'
I be living all wrong
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

Forgiatos
They look my diamonds
my Glock got a twin
Man two times
I'm on two percs
Something feel right
But shit real right, slatt
This shit right? uh

This that pure crack
Yo might need
Lord knows she needed then blows to function
This that new Maybach, I'ma in it
Roll tree in it
a freak in it
I'm a do me in it
Timid, all niggas timid, uh
All niggas pussy
in my sippy cup
I it, don't sip a lot
bitch on my dick a lot
I guess not your bitch, uh
Funny, to the bank, and it's, funny
Perky in my I'm a junkie

I'm, not a,
Lotta cash, I'm a
I'm a,
leave your ass in the quick past
Everyday I to the quick cash
I get
Gun on my hip, I can't that
Desert eagle, I shoot, knock my back
And they put away my
I sell drugs, I cop em'
I be living all wrong
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

Tryna put my problems
I got drugs, can I cop em?
I've been livin' life (yeah)
I've ain't right at all