Luyện nghe bài hát Centipede

[Acapella
Mm mm mm
Doo doo doo da da da dum dum beh
Oh, eh, oh
all of our woe
We all of our whoa-oh, sad love songs
Hey centipede, centipede, centipede, centipede, centipede...

Oh, eh, oh
all of our woe
We lost all of our whoa-oh, sad love
Hey centipede, centipede, centipede...

1]
'Bino, you be my baby daddy, yup
I'm too fresh, man, the ain't never had me, yup
I'm too fresh, man, y'all never gave me that
Stone Mountain, ain't no doubting, and these niggas hold me back
They wasn't hating him
My exercise, man, he moving that heavyweight
My girl down to ride, couldn't deal with my day to day
I'm at my Grandma's house, man, like I don't know to say
Maybe "I'm sorry" but sorry pay the rent
I to pay you back
And I don't know he at
But him he missing out
His grandson is as fuck
And me who be standing when them other ones giving up?
Let's it spontaneous, I don't need that rehearsal
More flow, man, than commercials
Get with the program, the plus loan that they putting us on
I got month before I take the bus home.

2]
I know this music shit ain't
And all these niggas in my house make you anxious
And I ain't never you that our love would be painless
But I was so in love with you I we could make it
Damn, I in it
Damn, we finished
Damn, I got us
Damn, we to Venice
Prioritize on our lives and made you into a
why you wasn't surprised when I had made my decision
Gotta make it, if not I'm a failure, my wallet Azalea
And my brother moving, ain't no shit I can tell him
to keep him out of trouble, but the cops is wilding
It's nice to have a felon when the boys get
The Mexicans to jump me at the club
thing was I thought they were stepping to show me love
Grandma's couch, my biggest fear and
When I ain't in her arms all I'm is enemies
Here I'm screaming obscenities at a
Wanted to live than me
Them Etowah projects was our concept
If anyone walking out, what is you about?
Gun Hill Road made summers feel cold
On the train that my parents met on
Twenty years later and my still ghetto
off of pressure, man, that's a stiletto
Got own couch now but you don't feel better

Cos if not, I'm a
Cos if not, I'm a
Cos if not, I'm a

"It's not an unholy nigga, it's a Arab nigga in the store. You know what he want? Money, nigga. You know what your bitch want, you know why they feel they can't fuck with you? Cos you don't have no money, my nigga. Bitches do not want a with no money. Did you not learn this in Harlem? Lesson number one. You can't keep saying you a Harlem nigga and you don't want that skrilla, nigga. Come on B, it's home of the hustlers, nigga. That's all you gotta understand. It's the hood nigga. It's make guap or die, nigga."

"School him."

"What do you think? Cos he gotta know, my nigga. Money is not equal, nigga. Go tell them niggas in Polo you don't wanna make no money, nigga. What they gon' say, "Oh, he right"? Hell no, nigga. You think niggas like selling crack and shit nigga? You think niggas like putting crack in they ass nigga, and selling cracks out they ass? You think niggas like shooting niggas, my nigga? You think niggas like tucking packs? You think niggas like baggin up? You know how boring baggin' is, my nigga? It's so boring, my nigga. There is no underground, Joe Budden is on his fourth mixtape selling shit. The underground is hot. There is no underground nigga. You don't see Raekwon or none of niggas on the block. There's no more block, nigga, it's over for the block. You ask any nigga on the block, do they wanna be on the block? They gon' say no, nigga. Get your money, man. Stop trying to be gooned out.

"Hood niggas don't to be—"

"Hood niggas don't want to be hood niggas, my nigga. Everything niggas do, everything niggas do is for money, my nigga. What's one thing that niggas do in the hood that isn't for money? What bitch would want a nigga with no money? Huh? Huh! ? Yo, slime! It's time."