Luyện nghe bài hát Blowing Smoke

Ayy
It's 7AM in the morning, I up since 3
Fuck it, keep going

1]
Young Pen
I go to, I go to bat for my
The pun was intended,
Wow, look how I'm livin',
Angels say how you spendin', nigga
Devil say cop a new Bentley,
Might as well, as you get it, nigga
Made a prediction,
Fortune teller,
Ayy, I got it, yeah, I get it,
You a rappin' contradiction,
Hunnid racks on a
New whip and I'm in it her
Set it off, a stick up
'Til came and shake shit up
that shit up
Then I go put a in the bank, nigga
Got a lot up on my plate,
Grandma a new estate, nigga
You a fraud, you a fake,
Can't keep up with the pace,
the fuck up out the race, nigga

Yeah, your brakes, go slow
Pump brakes, go slow
Just like my shawty, she like it
Yeah, and like her, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em fool you, blowing smoke
Yeah, they blowing smoke,
Yeah, I heard it all
Don't let 'em lie to you
Hey, let 'em lie to you anymore

2]
Ayy, don't let 'em you, baby
Gene Snyder, get shifty,
a lighter for the spliff, nigga
I pull up in a street fighter chain, hit a
Now that I got attention, nigga
my name off your lips, nigga
Hey, just her, I don't take you serious, nigga
No you can't be serious,
You be serious, nigga
I can't even it, nigga
Gotta be up on my tier,
You nowhere near, nigga
Young Tiller fear a nigga
Ayy, this no joke, no smoke, no mirrors,
Know you seen me year, nigga
All at Cleveland Cavaliers,
Thoroughbred, I'm a
D'USSE in my cup, I feel Jigga
Wins got me liquor (faded)
And I got you feelin' bitter (you mad)
Bitch, I a heavy hitter
But you barely makin' plays,
it, let me demonstrate, nigga
Home runnin', not safe,
Guess I got what it takes,
Can't up with the pace, nigga
Get the up out the race, nigga