Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Yeah,

These hated
But I told I would make it from the bottom
Look, I made this shit
Baby, I'm back on the
My baby at me like
"Dammit I when you back on the shits"
Looked at her like
I- I- I- gotta stack it and it
Yeah, is Fargo shit man
(Laughs)
I go missin' for a month and is what you do

1]
Wait, take ya'll way back, way way back
From the old school, the Maybach
Whoever back
And put the Leaf on the Jays hat
I was on chillin' wit my niggas
On the corner fuckin' the felons
for the Honda Civic
Pacin', outta stair cases, in the ceilin'
Dawg, I just a new job
Want my old girl to get a
my new girl to get a new job
"2pac, 2pac, 2pac!"
2 Glocks strapped up my waist
For any nigga around my way
Mini mac,
For haters in the
In mini black jansport backpack
Nigga, fact, uh
blunts wit my nigga Rocky
All we do is go, all we do is go, all we do is go
No, no, ain't can stop me
I remember shit
Livin' check to to check to check
hoes neck to neck to neck to neck to neck
To to neck to neck, wait

She fuckin Fargo
I don't be stressin' these
Ridin' around with that
You on me

I be stressin' these hoes
I just pour liquor for that's it
I do not fuck wit you
You on me
And I wait to blow on you
I can't wait to on you
I can't to blow
I can't to blow on you
I can't wait to on you
I wait to blow

2]
Wait, niggas hatin' on me like I pay for
I slave for it
Wasn't workin' night to to day for it
Had to for it
Had to spend a extra days for it
Bitch, I know, I know, I know, I
Couple that go hand in head
I'm talkin, hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe,
Hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe
I so-and-so is in your new car
2 friends for my 2
See I love a bitch got a few flaws
Show my old bitches to my new
I got old bitches, I got new
New flows, cars,
Bentley whip, Ferrari
I'm Ari gold in
I'm fuckin' that's on your squad
Fargo, me Argentina
to be the reason
Why your bitches never get to see ya
Never, ever, ever, ever,
Me forever, ever, ever, ever,
yeah niggas jealous of us
Gettin' hella, hella, hella
Got an in my Hella Yela
Women me like I'm on the Ellen show
bars for my felon flow
Niggas hard hearin'
to em
Gotta hit em that Hellen Keller flow
I fucked a lot of bitches, Lord me
Father God I did a lot of sinnin'
Now, I'm every one of my decisions
Cause I know the fact that though I'm livin'
Nigga under hardly good conditions
So in my
Gotta MOB on the
Gotta squad on the
Audemaur got me fuckin' every damn in there like
"Dawg, dawg, I got all the bitches"
Subtractin' all you weak
Stack money, money, till all addition, wait

I don't be stressin' these
I pour liquor for niggas that's it
I don't wit you though
You on me
I wait to blow on you
I wait to blow on you
I can't to blow
I can't to blow on you
I wait to blow on you
I can't to blow