Luyện nghe bài hát Always Winnin

(I'm this generation)

(Y'all cats we always play to win)
Said I'm winning
(Y'all cats know we play to win)

1]
Feel me, man
Back of the road and in my own home, watching
And romancing a mean girl, Lohan
Trying to deprogram, Detox, the Reeboks
Set a pop then shoot a three off
[?] out with deep thoughts, watching NBC Peacock
Grids, we stop, not, we [?]
Quote Donaghy, pro-black Donna Lee
Pump Pope Francis with a rap harmony, yo
I read some Facebook posts and I open
Cause I don't blog or Twitter, yaa, I it
And I kinda get Reddit but I don't really get
Not like respect, like actually, I don't got credit
I don't got a credit card, good, no yet
At I go to pay and they say "Yo, we don't accept debit"
Don't accept cash? Well, you us have to get in debt
It makes me wanna Illuminati on my next record
Also who go "I don't really get credit"
I know, I'm pretty sure I'm the best at it
Couple get close when grind like Next
You know, baby when grinding, that's "Too Close" by Next
Check it, Shad's on that silly
Jeans got T-Boz and chilly sag
Seven minute epic rap
Young black genius, cats really mad
Even political when I boast now I really
So from punk rockers to gun from dumb jocks to
Young doctors are all saying I come proper
Like "I he had lyrics, but that was a fun concept"
can hate, I'm unbothered, the bottom line is
I'm winning

2]
I said I'm always
Kind of rhymes that got the grinning
[?] and my laundry spinning
Speaking of mommies, lot of call me Pops
Because I'm watching kids, trying to get it popping
With a little poppy hits and they might pop a bit
But locals popping Cris in the post season,
Champagne popping, but I started from the of bottom
Still on top of it, my is [?]
The is overhyped, these punks is under prepped
And soft as One Direction I'm sharp enough to puncture flesh
One should get you stumbling like a drunken mess
Lungs compress, stuck in a stretcher they run some test
Uncontestable, to rest, sun is blessed
So I'mma bring the pressure, I'm even better than sudden
Forever unimpressed, I'm clever, no wonder,
Pirate this like treasure in the sunken chest
and fresh, the sound of thunder over rumbling jet
Coming the west where the sun gets set
Not a grip, it's still a rap
Like I'm double deck busses, watch me bust a hundred tecs
IQ measure by one question, who mess
With brother S.K.? Say yes, and you the yet
Humble vet, still running with anyone that
'Til every tongue confesses that your boy belong among the
Always