Luyện nghe bài hát Courtesy

I like one
let it go Preem

Z06 'vette, gripping feeling there
to Bon Jovi, rolling 'Living on a Prayer'
Privy to the gossip, that's what's said about me
It's the life and times of Johnson meets Nucky Thompson
I used to rap about death, now I'm concerned to live
I value relationships, I keep it competitive
Nowadays are that if you see me throw the match
It ain't to the fight, it's to walk away from a burning bridge
I'm from a family of alcoholics and coke
Daddy me if the ass is so fat it's a fact
That if you with your ho, don't matter it's still to scope at it
Living life with no balance, driving on co-pilot
'till I total it
I'm trying to stay afloat, but I got nobody to throw a at it
The game is a game of splits and politics with no ballot
All kind of clips mo' malice than Pusha
If you profiling, it's probably be violence than looking
I'm so stylish, but I talking eBay, no high end fashion either
If you catch me by the runway it's the one for the PJ
This one is for my - courtesy of my DJ

(I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts)
(Hustle hard in any that you pick)
(I that)
I done had a lot of niggas say they wanna me
Somehow, some way just end up in my mercy
Just show courtesy
(Hell yeah, you know, niggas still got it)
(Believe shit)

I got killas 'round the way ready to move that for me
Niggas wanna ride my wave, bitches wanna me
All I want is courtesy, who about the radio?
And you can take the cassette from off your old boombox
And it matter
It still squares on your radio to keep

I learned to to yo - self
I call for to spray paint a mural in Watts
Of me spray painting a mural of Miracle
Shoutout to Michael Watts
I'm on than movement like I'm out here tryna box
Look, nigga, is a boss thing, uh
Meaning you getting the laze dot to offspring
I'm a being, uh
Try to cross me without off, I'm afraid not
I'm a frayed knot like a draw
I'm to the congregation like I'm Peter Popoff
If you can
Me up out of the cabin like I'm one of the dukes of hazard
Like fuck it, the top off like time for foreplay
That last line was before ya time
Like Big Ben sitting in doorway
While I'm receiving Four Seasons, Norwegian top in
to rappers kick knowledge
That they probably got from
These Michael Eric niggas claiming they king
Not knowing the kind of that that bring
Imma be the first established rapper to hop in that battle rap ring that to gatling
My next album gon be so and so fly
I should CD package it wrapped in
The Soultrain music awards actors rock fake as
Dressed bottom to top in leather looking bacon in Vaseline
How you like beef jerky, beefing in every verse
But never in person? Randy Savage
You wouldn't a slim Jim
You wouldn't rip a wrapping on in Santa's attic
the hands of Eddie Scissors, ain't you average?
Put motherfucking hands up
My job is to the crowd, move the motherfucking crowd
Put your hands up