Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry Rain

Blueberry Rain

I have to two times 'cause im camera shy
I eat ice cream or cherry pie
I make it melt man it'll be dripping of the
But looking pretty like my leather buckle belt
Its a a trinity
My is begging me to change my identity
A infinity
Anthology is sorta like a policy
A rapper
It give an apology
You the trigonometry
You can handle flygirly (?)
get the BDP
Half a
The mongoose bangs while the birds all
I wear my house like Im part of a gang

I spread bread like mustard but never could her
You im just a hustler caught up like Usher
Im all in to triple a nickel
See the game told get as cold as icicles
I cut 'em off if you question my
Day i rate mayne my state mac a trick
Knowin all my homies gon call when
To the P.I's and pushin raw like Eddy
You can me a update and tell me "wassup mayne"
Influxuate the paste till its cookie or
Its so vivid up with no gimicks
get on her you can roll wit it
Every count we bounce
We count onces to the
from the account breached up in the couch
Fly down south get the in atlanta
I hit the floor and do the Toni

Im going to go, clouds of smoke
Ima do my bay thang,
Ima hustler mayne, make my change
No time for games hey
on a papa chase
Leavin em laced got moves to
Im staying high like fly for
Cant get by to maintain

Oh naw
I aint enough, theres more i gotta see
So lord dont punish me 'cause i smoke alot of weed
Thats my apology see I be the no
The rule breaker shaker mayne the tender
Getting the business suckas the cash burn
Im finish not even after my last words
Natural disasters might take boy
No doubt just let me go out in blaze a
Helpin cross the bridge it is what it is
Live life a whole lot of sacrifice to give
I deserve it
me if god told me its curtains
I hope i served my purpose and he I wasnt perfect
Young in this game for life
do the damn till the day I die
Its a cold world baby and im frost bit
So save your breath I play death when you shit

Man its the fifth wheel, feel, roll up and blow kill
I dont trust them motherfuckers all of em hope
Kay white like columbian coke
And I dont care about your word I sell and hopes
Man its the reece's buttercup be the focus a mind reader
Number 2 pencil is brush
EQ got the rain crushed up
The rush of the blood is like a task-force

Im going to go, leaving clouds of
Ima do my bay thang,
Ima mayne, gotta make my change
No time for playin hey
State-to-State on a chase
Leavin em laced got to make
Im staying high fly for life
Cant get by to maintain