Luyện nghe bài hát Day One

(Verse)
500 grand, eat tails
the niggas got what for sale
So much money, no
White body, engine and a
lips, V12
Kiss the king but don't kiss and
So rings, need a Jordan deal
T-Raw's, it's all for sale
Just a swiss account
Hunneds stay the same at amount
LK, show you what that's
Hard to check a nigga the checks that bounce
Fuck around, out of class
Made now, my teacher mad
She a job and I give her that
nigga with big stacks
Buy my style and gave it back
How you think brought you the raw
How you think taught you the phantom
plates, I'm reflectin that
Every day my birthday, nigga LA my
This a race but I'm first place
I never fucked you in the first place
We on a different pace, nigga so
I the nigga you could hold on
Ride the or just float on
Get off my back, I'm tryna on
Always home the heat's on
When it's cold shoulders be gone
be gone

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

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

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

(Verse)
It's a thin line between love and
A thin line between real and
Keep a nigga based on shape, ass
She gon make it clap,
Give me room, 50 feet, all in my
I'm the one you face and hesitate
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 next to me - that's accessory
be sassin me
How do you the audacity?
When a verse gotta bring to me
I be gassin me, you wanna on me?
yo head where yo feet should be
Laid out in yo living room, murder you then it on TV
Ain't no me, breaking 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, and repent
to the king
Came the block, little hardknock
Lock it up, me in a cell block, I can make 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? me bitch
wanna talk, don't cross the line
I them motherfuckers every time
Niggas wanna talk, don't cross the
I murder them motherfuckers every