Luyện nghe bài hát Correct

[Intro: Miller]

It's what you've all been for
Let me get good [?]
Fucking do verse
[?]
Yeah,

[Hook: Quentin
This ain't politically
This might offend my connects

1]
Made hip-hop literally upset
What next?
Your is as good as my guess
searching, they took the soul from me
Old powers be, they lost control of me
A new Quentin, I'm too
The old one is, long
New beat, song son
You don't wanna have the bars
We can box 'till arms numb
I push my whip like a drop that drop comes
I found out that you niggas can't stop God plotted
The boy
More money and more clothes options
At all keep it a hundred thousands
[?] worldwide, made it my momma
hip-hop history, that's what I'm about

[Hook: Quentin
This ain't correct
This may offend my connects

2: Sy Ari]
Yeah, I see they're upset
But I ain't that nigga that you physically check
Plus I am who lyrically respect
Cause they was sleeping on me, when I even rest
impressed by, what you can bench press
How you know the game, when you ain't by the bench
these niggas counting what we ain't even spent yet
But check pregnancy tests, I know you heard 'bout the kid
But I could care less about what you out in dig, ya dig?
[?] thought I got my words out the
We getting too old for shit, I feel like [?]
I was told to my lethal weapon inner
They look that cause we was present
I told Quentin "we got 'em" we gotta keep progressing
They wanna heal a stuffy nose like congested
And the method, and they try to say
They see them texts
So when it happens, act like they ain't recieved the message
Just laughing, proceed to exit
The season where demons compete with
We

Sy Ari]
This ain't correct
may offend my political connects