Luyện nghe bài hát Black Faces

[Featuring: Nipsey

[Intro: Nipsey
Turn that up for me
everything, like the headphones
Yeah, yeah, a bit louder
No punch, you know that that we workin hard

[Verse 1: Hussle]
Look, young rich nigga shit, was an immigrant
Lifestyle illegit, but I own businesses
out the trunk, ended up at the dealership
All Rollie, black face no blemishes
in my city cause I grind so vigorous
If I show my face of Texas, thats a big event
pay me twenty cents just to hear me vent
Im really out on some shit, you should take a flick
Ballin on my own ten toes, so the is
I shots never ask for permission, man
I got a lot of big plans in my and
I aint yet, bout a dollar hell yes
Im a problem, failed test, its getting worse
I swear Im getting money, I just hope you gettin
Im killin niggas solo so you know Im more
Now that Gambino on the chorus, go

[Childish - Chorus]
This is for that shit, this is for that East side
This is for my bad girls, is for them good guys
This is for my grandma, is for that West side
This is for them talkin shit on a website
Damn I feel good, you aint feelin
This is for my niggas who be livin a dozen
Bino got good shit, Nipsey got them aces
On young rich shit, Kennedys with black faces

[Childish - break]
Yeah, faces
My rolly so racist, all faces
Obama on that million dollar bill, black
Yeah, nigga, faces
Look, yo I got
Yo, turn, it up a little
Ay, here we go,

[Verse 2: Childish
League of my own, swag Geena
Only rapper make 100k on your
Niggas on twitter, but in life they dont say shit
My Rollie so racist, all faces
We the new, face it, kill em like
Grind in my sleep man a need braces
what you feelin like, used to be the nervous type
They aint Bino? Man that shit must be a purpose, right?
Hostile, my style
of flow to paint a picture, Norman Rockwell
I dont eat pasta, everything is
I dont fly now, say I fly Goyard
a face covered in that coast guard
Metaphor Mozart, all we do is tell em the
M Fox to my on some family ties
Magazines got black faces when somebody
I look at Donna Summers, she was tryin to survive
wrestle over petty cash
When we should be really over that one percent
Like we tipped a glass
Fuck yall, Imma let my ball
Look to the future, these dudes so last
See me stuntin so Conde
Me and Nipsey on grown shit, no rent
Own shit, so Jim Crow shit, black

Gambino - Outro]
Ay, nigga, black
Black
Thats royalty,