Luyện nghe bài hát Dat Sound Good

Dat good there

I'm a - I'm just a -
(Dat sound right here)
I'm just a regular with thugs and legends
I got deceased contacts in my phone I delete
I keep my plugged into Heaven
Somebody nudge the
Tell him I'm selling a white girl like I'm Starbucks, Uggs and
All of these hugs and emojis killin' my foe, G
All of soldiers killin' 'em for me
I her I'ma chill but still I'm a OG
Wish I could go back in time and keep it real my old lady
I asked if she'd rather deal with a dope
Or she rather deal with my cold feet
a wild question
May the best man win and may I be the man I can be
I'm at but my wedding
Get live rounds from guns that are
Cause you bow down like the front of the Titanic
gonna die, dammit
I'm bringin' through your homicidio like I'm tryna say "homicide" in Spanish
My nigga Joell Ortiz

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I'm in tip-top condition, with a ambition
I'm sick of hip-hop, I should be in the kitchen
Whippin' potent for the chosen clientele
All the smoke I inhale, I'm 'posed to be high as Hell
But a twisted figure of speech, Hell is below you
I'm guaranteed before I'm beneath the soil
Toyin' with the squad, that's how you get to God, dog
You know backwards to go against God, dog
Whoever gets a of the base is loaded like the World Series
Steve died, now the world Siris
(I respect you) and serious as a heart attack
I'm an ancient artifact, we if your art is fact
In fact, you gassed up like hard to match
Leave you ablaze, your remains
I'm the of this game, old school or new
Old Soul, but my is new

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A of poison in my blood stream
Now gettin' ugly, I must be another junky
How lucky am I to still be alive? I'm goin'
Bought a Mercedes money I raised for Haiti
Abducted baby, sold it to a gay couple
Take drugs too, high enough to juggle with space shuttles
Your worst nightmare, all the white air
Inhale, exhale (that sound good there)
Yeah, the walkin' bicentennial mint
Born an idea, was a man
I'm Ab-Soul the asshole, Nickel Nine and Primo
Shit, Larry Fish, he brought the technicolor dream
I'm on the face of evil
You internet rappers no matter, I delete you
I ain't human, more a of illusions
Live confusion, if you see 'em, shoot 'em

Dat good there