Luyện nghe bài hát Black Faces

[Featuring: Nipsey

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

[Verse 1: Nipsey
Look, young rich nigga shit, pops was an
Lifestyle illegit, but know I own
Started out the trunk, up at the dealership
All gold Rollie, black no blemishes
Legend in my cause I grind so vigorous
If I show my west of Texas, thats a big event
Gotta pay me twenty cents just to hear me
Im really out here on some shit, you should a flick
Ballin on my own ten toes, so the is
I call never ask for permission, man
I got a lot of big plans in my and
I aint failed yet, bout a hell yes
Im a problem, failed test, its only getting
I Im getting money, I just hope you gettin yours
Im killin solo so you know Im gettin more
Now that Gambino on the chorus, go

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

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

2: Childish Gambino]
League of my own, Geena Davis
Only rapper make 100k on your
talk on twitter, but in life they dont say shit
My so racist, all black faces
We the new, face it, em like Jason
in my sleep man a nigga need braces
Wonder what you feelin like, used to be the nervous
They aint mention Bino? Man that shit must be a purpose,
Hostile, nigga my
Kind of to paint a picture, Norman Rockwell
I dont eat pasta, is low-carb
I dont fly now, say I fly Goyard
Leave a face covered in that coast
Metaphor Mozart, all we do is tell em the
M Fox to my people on some family
Magazines got faces when somebody dies
I look at Donna Summers, she was tryin to survive
wrestle over petty cash
When we be really cryin over that one percent
Like we tipped a glass
Fuck yall, let my grandkids ball
Look to the future, these dudes so last
See me stuntin so Conde
Me and on some grown shit, no rent
Own shit, so Jim shit, black faces

Gambino - Outro]
Ay, nigga, faces
faces
Thats royalty,