Luyện nghe bài hát Astro

I said niggas be takin' life too
I swear I take lives ? uh,
Mellowhype, things are mind-pyramids
Breaking walls down, never a Black Down, oh
They put a label on me but I see they're all
That's why I talk English and fast
Feel my words through the ink's last
Which'll turn 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 stage I clench my until my fist hurt
Before I eat sushi, I'd rather get to know the fish
For all the cats behind my time, that rhyme ? that worth
Everything in my mental now I'm secure, mental 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 out with my cock out
"who this kid think he is?"
It's just something I've seen do
It's
No matter what, I'm up
Who gives a flying floating
What say, or think?
'Cause end of the day, of the day they all said we wouldn't get here anyway
You blink, and Wolf Gang's in this

When I was a kid I to be just like you
(When I grew up, when I, when I, up)
Write my own rhymes, recite 'em a couple
Hoping one day it up so me and my niggas could shine
I got quarters and about 10 dimes
You can split them 10's up cause both these?corners? are
fuckin' celebrate, Wold Gang confederate
We it, we made 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 that I stay
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 love it, they get the subject
Niggas claim be rappers but don't the substance
rubbish, I'll dust quick
Nothing to fuck with, I've got my hands on my balls, my nuts itch

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

Family: these two wrist
I had to make them
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 never been
Benz, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris
White wings on sand
Flyin' the Taliban probably
We be in a place never been
Benz, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris
White wings on sand
over the Taliban probably