Luyện nghe bài hát Daily Routine

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From the block to the top, Buddha baggies in the
Only thing that changed now is we ain't runnin' out of
Used to beg mom dukes for lunch
used to run from me when pockets was dust bunnies
Now funny is we done came up and conquered
Even the lookin' bonkers from Compton to Yonkers
Though them grill, I tell 'em keep that drama away
Don't fuck with thieves, I Jay so who sponsorin' the tape
launchin' out strays, I'm tryin' not to get sprayed
Whether a spitter or a quitter behind the
Approaching his prey, his bigger
Won't stop to what's right or wrong
Because it's hard liquor that's his liver

But that's just daily
The streets are fiends
Whether the or the booth, niggas shoot dreams
Better choose the right
you could think you're cool with your nice things
But get wiped clean for ice cream the lights beam

2]
Traded in my for a new mic
I guess it's to say he sold soul for his new life
they were tryna blind us, but we know the true designer
They didn't see us find the diviners
So now we hit the vines up day and
On the regular, I my momma prayin'
Like she me reach my aims in life, but just stay in sight
So I'm shootin' for my dreams, hit the booth and it my esteem
The Pro Era crew recruitin' in them fiends by the load
Nigga caught a and now he surfin' coastal
They don't feel the name but say the music dope though
Fuck it, that's how supposed to go, these bloggers too emotional
They'll be postin' you labels start inter-scopin' you
By then, it's late and I'll be chillin' where I lay
Cause I'd rather see the top to be livin' where I lay
Imbalances in my Kundalini, tryna put two through my beanie
Wish you well, to poof a genie

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