Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home

Gotta my way back home, I've been away too long
Gotta my way back home, I'm moving...

[Verse 1: Rocky]
War Lords, we all Lords, but we Lords
find home, next stop is the Waldorf
Past the and fake-ism
of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim, raw dogs
You niggas mad soft, mad I rap my ass off
They throwin' mats off, I go bath salt
On wax, heat to melt the wax off
I'm Mr and Issey Miyake
flow, fuck name brands, past logos
Now I'm onto raps, hands so low, uh
It's like my fashion is the life saver
Guess she wasn't satisfied with titties that Christ her
Bragging that her new ass is a life changer
Head so good on girl that I might pay her, or nah
Super laid back cat, opposite of fat black, Al
Tell them lil' niggas Flacko

Gotta my way back home
I've been way too
Gotta find my way home
been way too long
Gotta find my way home
I've been way too
Gotta find my way home
been way too long

[Verse 2: A$AP
Father, Lord forgive me as I up the semi
Roll through the city, that chose to me
Hold it, load it, reload it
On plenty, any foe or a
That voted against me, dissed me
Pissed me off then tried to hold it me
Or wish we off the worst of that ever hated
Never hesitated, the designated all of the wrong they did me
You stored in my memory all of the that I thought of
Means from my enemies
Sippin' water like it's bore from my kidneys
the smoke like a chimney, make a toast for the memories
Make a toast for the henny, it's the best for the
Energy, synergy, frienemies,
Finna get advantage on him and his
Bitches sniffing
If I, if I the greatest, bitch I'm one of em
How in the could you front on em
My old ho beefing, my ex won't be
Bronson told me not to eat ham, in peace Yams

[Break: Rocky]
Rest in Yams, RIP A$AP Yamborghini
We gon' take it uptown one
We gon' em back home, show em how me do
call me Pretty Flacko ladies and gentlemen
I'd to introduce Pretty Flacko Senior
Bey

[Verse 3: Bey]
Magnum spectacular, man megalas
Shine amethyst, fly champion, it's like that
What's happening? master blin'
season, all day, erryday
Ask me how going, I tell em on and on and on and on and
You led me out to
flowing, staying golden
Sand cover, ready
Flacko glowing in that Owens, that's how it's
Awareness to the areas, with the routes
Travellin' man, moving through places, space and
In a country called

A$AP Yams]
Nah'mean, these tacky ass muh'fuckers be in the pictures. Wearing all types of mother fuckin' red and green stripes, over accessorizing out this fucker. We from Harlem, we gave y'all mother fucker this wave. Grab y'all surfboards, cause y'all got your boogy boards right now, fucker. Ya'll just gon' keep watching us at the beach show with your mother fuckin' khakis rolled up. With your chancletas in your hand and we just gon' keep surfing on this mother fucker. Straight up. It's ya' boy, A$AP Yams, Yamborghini. Yo Rock man, let these mother fuckers know what it is out this mother fucker. A$AP, bitch!