Luyện nghe bài hát Day One

(Verse)
500 grand, eat tails
Hope the niggas got what for
So money, no fingernails
White body, engine and a
lips, V12
Kiss the king but don't and tell
So rings, need a Jordan deal
T-Raw's, it's ain't all for
Just a swiss account
Hunneds the same at this amount
LK, you what that's about
Hard to check a nigga when the that bounce
Fuck around, drop out of
millions now, my teacher mad
She need a job and I give her
Young with big stacks
Buy my and ain't gave it back
How you brought you the raw rap?
How you think taught you the phantom
plates, I'm reflectin that
Every day my birthday, LA my birthplace
ain't a race but I'm first place
I fucked with you in the first place
We on a pace, nigga so long
I ain't the nigga you could on
Ride the wave or float on
Get off my back, I'm tryna on
home when the heat's on
When it's shoulders niggas be gone
Niggas be

(Hook 1) (x2)
I'm still the nigga, same bitches we know
No difference, been me day one
Real since day one
Cuz I ain't day two
Talkin what I'm going through
But who the fuck aksed

(Bridge)
Aksed you, you,
you, aksed you,
Aksed you, you,
But who the aksed you?

(Hook 2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
wanna talk, don't cross the line
I them motherfuckers every time
Niggas wanna talk, don't the line
I murder them every time

(Verse)
It's a thin between love and hate
A line between real and fake
Keep a based on shape, ass shake
She gon it clap, vibrate
Give me room, 50 feet, all in my
I'm the one you face and don't
See me layin on yo back, man eat this shell like Pac mane
Do it one tape, what you say?
T-Raw to blame, T-Raw to
Got a piggy bank, pretty model sittin next to me - accessory
Don't be me
How do you the audacity?
When a gotta bring cash to me
I be gassin me, you crash on me?
Have yo where yo feet should be
Laid out in yo living room, you then watch it on TV
Ain't no breaking me, news that's me
Headline, we can go up
Like Greenbay Packer, hell lit, yea
He a ape man, I'm turnt up to ten
Fuck with me, commence and
to the king
Came the block, little hardknock
Lock it up, pull me in a cell block, I can it
You ain't made shit, you (stop complainin)

(Hook 2) (x2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
Niggas talk, don't cross the line
I murder motherfuckers every time
Niggas talk, don't cross the line
I murder motherfuckers every time