Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Livin Right

I need therapy for the retail today I thousands, ayy
I'm gonna get my head on
whatever memory I'm feelin' (Ayy)
(I'm not anywhere 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 life wrong)
I livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
I livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
I ain't right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
I livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
I livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Oh)

I ain't right (Nah)
We from different (Sides)
I done sacrificed, and it made me a (mastermind)
I done switched lanes, coupe got frog eyes
We got rich, hey, and I got mob ties (Mob ties)
Never sober, I be high (High)
I be most bangin' a nine (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 to decide (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., me and my niggas we alright (Alright)
On the P.J., codeine on long flights (Long flights)
Damn, I her name, only fucked her for one night
To give my Rollies rage, know Gunna ain't living right
And put away my problems
I don't drugs, I cop em'
I be living all wrong
I ain't right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

Forgiatos
They look my diamonds
Bitch my Glock got a
Man two times
I'm on two percs
don't feel right
But this shit right, slatt
This shit real uh

This that pure white
Yo might need
Lord knows she needed then blows to function
that new Maybach, I'ma speed in it
Roll some in it
Fuck a in it
I'm a do me in it
Timid, all these timid, uh
All niggas pussy
Codeine in my cup
I chug it, sip a lot
Your bitch on my a lot
I guess that's not bitch, uh
Funny, laughing to the bank, and it's,
Perky in my I'm a junkie

I'm, not a,
cash, I'm a dummy
I'm a,
Chopper 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 wrist
And they put away my
I don't drugs, I cop em'
I be life all wrong
I livin' right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

Tryna put away my
I got drugs, can I cop em?
been livin' life wrong (yeah)
I've livin' right at all