Luyện nghe bài hát Astro

I niggas be takin' life too serious
I swear I lives ? uh, period
Mellowhype, things are mind-pyramids
walls down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh
They put a on me but I see they're all clowns
That's why I talk English and fast
my words through the ink's last letter
Which'll never his back, back catcher, I grab
Extra magazines I'm in, to me of the places I've been
Returning to visit again, me and my fuckin'
Before I hit the I clench my microphone until my fist hurt
Before I eat sushi, I'd rather get to the fish first
For all the cats behind my time, that rhyme ? that shit's
Everything in my state now I'm secure, mental ways
Dental in my jaw for spitting raw just because
I like to floss my

Think wear the yellow tux at the Grammy's
And out with my cock out
"who this kid think he is?"
It's just something I've Prince do
true
No matter what, I'm up
Who a flying floating fuck
What say, or think?
'Cause end of the day, start of the day they all said we get here anyway
You blink, and Gang's in this bitch

When I was a kid I wanted to be just you
(When I grew up, when I, I, grew 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 10's up cause both these?corners? are mine
fuckin' celebrate, Wold Gang confederate
We made it, we made it, we it and you hatin'
'Cause we made it and we it
And that is not an (oh! )
I put that on the people that I with
Live day to day with, tour bus is the slave
worked the grave shift, record clean up and play disc
We be misbehaving
But the fans love it, they get the
Niggas claim be rappers but don't the substance
Fuckin' rubbish, I'll quick
Nothing to fuck with, I've got my on my balls, like my nuts itch

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

Family: these two wrist
I had to make gold
You gotta let me
If you're a of mine
Ask any of mine
I'll never block your glow, won't your high
We be, in a place they been
Hella Benz, for the of it
In Paris Paris
wings on desert sand
Flyin' over the Taliban
We be in a they never been
Benz, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris
White wings on sand
over the Taliban probably