Luyện nghe bài hát Carpal Tunnel

Mack game, let me explain the
Charge a bitch like
Put the peas up in the pot the lentils
When it come to paper, I'm low-key instrumental
You bound to find me up in an Avis rental
Player wanna lock this dog up in a
hard, never gentle
My life is a movie, action-filled, it's suspenseful
to win, never play to lose, I refuse
Kids gotta eat, need some shoes
Can't my cop money, gotta cop
Gotta pay my lawyer in case I get
Stapler in my Under boxer briefs
We don't play for give, bitch, we for keeps
When it come to getting gouda, nigga, I'm a
Bring it to your door like Uber

I how the streets work
Residue on my
Hatin' ass niggas be
I'm sitting up this paper, paper
I'm getting tunnel
I know how the streets
Residue on my
ass niggas be disgruntled
I'm sitting up this paper, paper
I'm getting carpal tunnel, tunnel

her to the strip club, dropped her off
Gotta watch her, though, 'cause she soft
Met her off Smirnoff, Red
Like it in her gut with her pulled
fuck around, like to smoke weed
Bunch of shit and palm leaf
140 acres, all
Carpal tunnel, nigga, when we off
I don't they know, I'm the one to count
Pitcher from the block strike me out
Pack down, called to psyche me out
out of town then they wipe me out
Sick Wid it, my nigga, we no law
G-string, bling, nigga, no bra
Counting hella dough, cole slaw
She me in the morning, she be old flow

I know how the streets
Residue on my
ass niggas be disgruntled
I'm sitting up counting this paper,
I'm getting carpal
I how the streets work
on my T-shirt
Hatin' ass be disgruntled
I'm sitting up this paper, paper
I'm carpal tunnel, carpal tunnel

Block like a trampoline
Nigga gotta move
They smirkish and lurkin' and they plot and scheme
strung out on that crystal and promethazine
Be careful who talkin' 'round, watch your
Put a contract on my head, gon' get breeched
the bounty, turn the hit around
I know all the ones on your soil really getting down
Yeah, bet your money on a
Nigga livin' good 'til the wanted
Then it's up out the streets
Different city every week, all of suites
And of the paper trail
Never use your debit, nigga, they could
you shut down in a cell
Hoping snitch, won't even tell

I know how the work
on my T-shirt
Hatin' ass niggas be
I'm up counting this paper, paper
I'm getting carpal
I know how the work
Residue on my
Hatin' ass be disgruntled
I'm sitting up counting paper, paper
I'm getting tunnel, carpal tunnel