Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Genius

Man, a new Rolls hit the Popeyes drive-thru
I had to my driver I'll guide you
See my life thru a
Some people like
But I think its scary
I'm somethin like a sailboat baby jus tryna away
And you can I'm never comin back after today
I bundle up for the air
though its cold and dark yo i still wear white Nike Airs
I cop 4 pairs
It reminds me of Michigan and Jobear
I hit the night like I'm el
wanna be up in the kizer perementay yo
And I rush outta town like Picasso I rap
A perfect yo
I come right back
Then I my criminal mind, a criminal kind
Heres your chance if you see a shine
Cuz my style is real yo with the Pun set
A lotta before I gotta jet
I breakfast in the nighttime
MGA made a man its fight time
Man this the life of a blind
And even though I can see let me tell you I mean is
I'm so blind by material
Yeah sometimes I dont see in front of me mane
ya heard right
I hit the night
And shake the whole scene up like a pair of
I tell the bartender too much ice
And she overchargin on the hennessy
I freestyle
I dont lance
I paced out
I say pay
I homies that passed in the weight class
But it was pushin that they all passed at
And when i dont catch me on a bad day
Like the warriors had just lost the other day
You me to a preacher
I
You said its all
I said bet
I think of Khan at the of dawn
And then I hit my closet for a new John
Im in the middle of a pack
I put vocals in the 'lac
Yo my perm is like jet
Man its the life of a blind
Its like a hustla tryna sell you gold
Or like a man who aint never faithful
Or talk down on a ?? when he hos
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I hit my court smellin like straight weed
Plus I had a fat in my blue jeans
You might have to for me when I hit Vegas because my mind is wrapped up in the latest and the greatest
My afrodesiach is the
Never to us or delay us
And that know me homie know I gotta shopping fetish
If you think Im buyin you somethin you forget it
Backwards like button
Or superbad somethin McLovin
than the oven
Baby boils the crack
And When it to rap
I'm like a brat
And you can me some days, hair oiled back
And countin on somethin thats a stack
At the tuxedo party in black
They had barbeque I said that
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