Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Yeah,

These hated
But I told them I 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 this:
I- I- I- stack it and flip it
Yeah, is Fargo shit man
(Laughs)
I go for a month and this is what you do

1]
Wait, take ya'll way back, way way back
the old school, before the Maybach
Whoever came
And put the Maple on the Jays hat
I was on court wit my niggas
On the corner wit' the felons
Wishin' for the Honda
Pacin', outta stair cases, in the ceilin'
Dawg, I want a new job
Want my old girl to get a
my new girl to get a new job
"2pac, 2pac, 2pac!"
2 Glocks up upon my waist
For any nigga around my way
Mini mac,
For haters in the
In this mini black backpack
Nigga, fact, uh
Rollin' blunts wit my nigga
All we do is go, all we do is go, all we do is go
No, no, ain't shit can me
I that shit
Livin' check to check to to check
Fuckin' hoes neck to neck to neck to neck to
To neck to neck to neck,

She ain't fuckin
I don't be stressin' these
Ridin' around with thang
You on me

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

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

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