Luyện nghe bài hát Alone In Vegas

I let you into my to admire me
The up of this man, I let you see the higher me
The righteous drug dealer dichotomy
I'm drawing from sides, I am Siamese
The tug of war the door, entrada
Rip me apart and see inside of this piñata
And rolling kilos in Gymstrada one saga
One of black magic, I'm Harold Potter
like I'm doomed to dealing with women who
Relationships with their fathers won't allow us to
And blossom, I swear Vegas nights was fucking awesome
But adiós I blow my own dice before I 'em
Lost some niggas some other niggas double 'em
snatch my niggas back I blew a small fortune
Wrestle with the work, we was the four horsemen
Rick Flair the flame, I'm motherfucking Gorgeous
As the gull wing lift
Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smith
Whiter than that coke that they paint me with
Sunk leather seats softer than an kiss
But they devil red, tires double
I post and parks up, that me double head
Tight rope walking tryna a level head
The bright lights blind look at the devil did

She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm
I this alone in Vegas
Came off fly money partied nights with the a-list
I write this alone in
Remember nights my team blew it all on the tables
I write this in Vegas
I'm the one left and the memories fading so
I write alone in Vegas

do everything in their power
Stomp near the stove you're rising like flour
your cake fall when you threatening their tower
It's nine one one you're on your twenty hour
Hasta la vista I'm steppin' out the
How the tide turns when the pupil's now the
The game can't go by just followin' the
You gotta be better than the ones who ya, yeah
Upgrade 'em, 'em
Change the whole body shape and update 'em, pagans
era I ran contraband
Money caused turf wars through the land
First being rich could be a common man
The Guy Fishers had the and diagrams
We just took what we and we built on it
Lord me for the blood that I spilt on it

She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm
I write this in Vegas
Came off fly street partied nights with the a-list
I this alone in Vegas
Remember nights when my team blew it all on the
I write alone in Vegas
I'm the one left and the memories fading so
I write this alone in

Yeah, fear of God niggas, got me like Pac
This the realest I ever wrote
Who you know sit in New for two days around Grammy winners
Come back straight to the money getters
About thousand dollars worth in twenties
Brown paper bag money, I call that a good
Re-up gang
Long live the coming soon
my brother I love you
Liva Don the end nigga, Yes!

Hey Manuel, Hope I ain't get you in trouble with that man
It was a time ago, you know. aha!
You how we do
My nigga nots, is blacking out on this nigga
Yeah, on
My nigga Watts, up? Yum yum, what up my nigga?
Talk shit my nigga
yeah, is you ready? Is you ready my nigga?
I had to get off my chest.
Is you ready now though? Let's go
music. Yes!