Luyện nghe bài hát Corporate Thuggin'

I I'm corporate thuggin', C T E
the day I die that's the way it's gon' be
Thug Motivation I'm bumpin' 3
Blowin' on killa shit that I got from Zone 3

Blowin' Mile, yeah, we call it Tennessee
I'm good in every everybody know me
So wake me up, I swear to God I'm dreamin'
Pray fo Uncle Ray, yeah, dat still beamin'

Lookin' fly in the cock pit a nigga leanin'
Money out here so a nigga still
And I don't music fo da muthafuckin' critics
They don't understand 'cuz they ain't littin'

And I trippin' on the source I got a muthafuckin' plug
me 5 mics, I'm still a muthafuckin' thug
Now the question is, can a really rap?
And the answer is you eva been to da

Bitch, I make hits, you waste time
And I be goddamn, if I let you mine
Like change for the better but I'm strapped
Trigga happy nigga make me relapse

Attitude like fuck it, they hatin'
And I can give a fuck a nigga gotta say
You talkin' blow? You goddamn right
What I'm gon' say? That's my mu-fuckin' life

I just left Jamaica, I'm talkin' Rios
Sippin' on the beach in my Adidas
Brought a few pills but only fo da skeezas
Used my black car but only fo da reefa
What's up? go

Not a day by, that I ain't high
Hit da everyday, nigga, I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up
And keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie

Not day goes by, I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I fly
Get how we live, yo, we to get by
We it all in the air, baby, dats no lie

Blood raw, errbody it blowing on Jamaica
The boy thuggin'
Glasses in the air, toastin'
Don't get it up, nigga, errbody toting

Posted with a broad, she blacker then a African
Hair down her back like she with Italian
so thick man she look like a stallion
Introduced her to my partner yeah, on so what's happenin'?

What's happening? Presidents, briefcase full of 'em
Couldn't a chance we do it for the love of 'em
Living fast, we do it for the rush of it
band stacks, we do it for the touch of it

This shit don't stop, corporate thuggin' til my casket drop
in the booth did the same on the block
Don't blame me, I'm just get a knot, U.S.D.A.

Not a day goes by, that I high
Hit da everyday, nigga, I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm up high
And I'ma keep it hood, homie, no lie

Not day by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I fly
Get how we live, yo, we to get by
We throw it all in the air, baby, no lie, what's up?

So fly, so
So fly, so
So fly, so
So fly, so