Luyện nghe bài hát Astro

I niggas be takin' life too serious
I swear I take lives ? uh,
Mellowhype, things are dependent-free
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 think
Feel my words through the ink's letter
Which'll never turn his back, catcher, I grab
Extra magazines I'm in, to me of the places I've been
Returning to visit again, me and my friends
Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone until my fist
I eat sushi, I'd rather get to know the fish first
For all the behind my time, that rhyme ? that shit's worth
Everything in my mental now I'm secure, mental ways
place in my jaw for spitting raw just because
I to floss my talent

Think I'm-a the yellow tux at the Grammy's
And rock out 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 gives a floating fuck
What people say, or
'Cause end of the day, of the day they all said we wouldn't get here anyway
You blink, and Wolf Gang's in bitch

I was a kid I wanted to be just like you
(When I grew up, I, when I, grew up)
Write my own rhymes, 'em a couple times
Hoping one day it blew up so me and my niggas shine
I got three quarters and about 10
You can split them 10's up cause these?corners? are mine
Let's fuckin' celebrate, Gang confederate
We made it, we it, we made it and you hatin'
'Cause we it and we made it
And that is not an (oh! )
I put that on the that I stay with
Live day to day with, tour bus is the slave
Niggas worked the grave shift, record up and play disc
We be misbehaving
But the love it, they get the subject
Niggas claim be rappers but don't the substance
Fuckin' rubbish, I'll dust
Nothing to fuck with, I've got my on my balls, like my nuts itch

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

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