Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Genius

Man, a new Rolls Royce hit the drive-thru
I had to tell my driver guide you
See my life a BlackBerry
Some like that
But I think its scary
I'm somethin like a sailboat baby jus sail away
And you can tell I'm comin back after today
I bundle up for the air
Even its cold and dark yo i still wear white Nike Airs
I cop like 4
It reminds me of and Antwan Jobear
I hit the night like I'm el
wanna be up in the kizer perementay yo
And I rush outta town like I rap pain
A perfect yo
Then I come back
Then I embrace my mind, a criminal kind
Heres your chance if you see a criminal
Cuz my style is real 'Pac yo the Pun set
A lotta Tuxedos before I jet
I breakfast in the nighttime
MGA a clock man its fight time
Man the life of a blind genius
And though I can see let me tell you what I mean is
I'm so blind by things
Yeah sometimes I dont see in front of me mane
ya heard right
I hit the life
And shake the whole scene up a pair of dice
I tell the thats too much ice
And she overchargin on the price
I freestyle
I dont free
I said out
I say pay
I know homies that in the weight class
But it was weight that they all passed at
And when i gamble catch me on a bad day
Like when the warriors had lost the other day
You send me to a
I
You its all good
I lets bet
I think of Khan at the crack of
And I hit my closet for a new sean John
Im in the middle of a pack
I put vocals in the burgandy
Yo my perm is like jet
Man its the life of a soul
Its like a hustla sell you fake gold
Or like a married man who never faithful
Or down on a ?? when he break hos
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I hit my court date smellin like straight
I had a fat knot in my blue jeans
You might have to pray for me when I hit Vegas because my mind is up in the latest and the greatest
My is the payest
to play us or delay us
And that know me homie know I gotta shopping fetish
If you think Im you somethin you best forget it
Backwards like benjamin
Or superbad somethin McLovin
Hotter the oven
Baby boils the crack
And it comes to rap
I'm a spoiled brat
And you can catch me days, hair oiled back
And on somethin thats a royal stack
At the tuxedo in royal black
They had barbeque I said foil
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