Luyện nghe bài hát Alone In Vegas

I let you into my diary to me
The make up of this man, I let you see the me
The righteous drug dealer dichotomy
I'm drawing both sides, I am Siamese
The tug of war opens the door,
Rip me apart and see inside of this piñata
And kilos in Gymstrada that's one saga
One chapter of black magic, I'm Harold
Feels like I'm doomed to dealing with who
Relationships with their fathers allow us to bloom
And blossom, I swear them Vegas nights was fucking
But adiós I blow my own dice before I 'em
Lost some niggas some other niggas double 'em
Tryna snatch my niggas I blew a small fortune
with the work, we was like the four horsemen
Rick with the flame, I'm motherfucking Gorgeous
As the gull wing doors
Karate Kid, crane kick, no Smith
Whiter than that coke brush that they me with
leather seats softer than an angel's kiss
But they red, tires double tread
I post and parks up, that gets me head
rope walking tryna keep a level head
The bright lights blind at what the devil did

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

They'll do everything in their
Stomp near the stove when you're like flour
Make cake fall when you threatening their tower
It's nine one one you're on your twenty fifth
Hasta la vista I'm steppin' out the
How the tide turns the pupil's now the teacher
The game can't go by just followin' the
You gotta be than the ones who precede ya, yeah
'em, upstage 'em
Change the whole body and just update 'em, pagans
Reagan era I ran
caused turf wars through the promised land
First time being rich could be a man
The Guy Fishers had the blueprints and
We just what we needed and we built on it
Lord forgive me for the blood I spilt on it

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

Yeah, fear of God niggas, got me feelin' Pac
This the shit I ever wrote
Who you sit in New York for two days around Grammy winners
Come back home to the money getters
About fourteen dollars worth in twenties
Brown paper bag money, I call that a good
Re-up forever
live the caine coming soon
Malice my brother I you
Don 'til the end nigga, Yes!

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