Luyện nghe bài hát Astro

I niggas be takin' life too serious
I I take lives ? uh, period
Mellowhype, things are dependent-free
Breaking walls down, never a Black Down, oh
They put a label on me but I see all clowns
That's why I English and think fast
Feel my words through the ink's letter
Which'll never turn his back, catcher, I grab
Extra magazines I'm in, to remind me of the places I've
Returning to visit again, me and my friends
Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone until my hurt
Before I eat sushi, I'd rather get to know the first
For all the behind my time, that rhyme ? that shit's worth
Everything in my mental state now I'm secure, ways
Dental place in my jaw for raw just because
I like to floss my

Think I'm-a wear the yellow tux at the
And rock out with my out
Like "who kid think he is?"
just something I've seen Prince do
It's
No what, I'm showing up
Who gives a flying fuck
people say, or think?
'Cause end of the day, start of the day all said we wouldn't get here anyway
You blink, and Wolf Gang's in bitch

When I was a kid I wanted to be like you
(When I grew up, when I, when I, up)
my own rhymes, recite 'em a couple times
Hoping one day it blew up so me and my niggas could
I got three quarters and 10 dimes
You can split them 10's up cause these?corners? are mine
fuckin' celebrate, Wold Gang confederate
We made it, we it, we made it and you hatin'
'Cause we made it and we it
And that is not an (oh! )
I put that on the people I stay with
day to day with, tour bus is the slave ship
Niggas the grave shift, record clean up and play disc
We must be
But the fans it, they get the subject
Niggas claim be rappers but fulfill the substance
Fuckin' rubbish, I'll quick
to fuck with, I've got my hands on my balls, like my nuts itch

I remember I first tricks on my web shit
And he fronted on it like... nah that shit never work
Ha ha ha, what?

Family: these two wrist
I had to make gold
You gotta let me
If you're a friend of
Ask any friend of
I'll never block your glow, curb your high
We be, in a place they never
Benz, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris
White wings on desert
Flyin' over the Taliban
We be in a place they been
Hella Benz, for the of it
In Paris Paris
White wings on desert
over the Taliban probably