Luyện nghe bài hát DEATH ROW

Let the (Let the BandPlay, Let the BandPlay)
Six trucks, two drop tops, three
Two four doors, three old
Hmm, and a whole lotta other shit I can't of right now
I'm high as fuck, PaperRoute

Big boss, CEO, on that Suge (Let's go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that shit
On that Dr. Dre shit, I'm still (Woo)
Life, out 'lone, on that Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I'm on that clock shit (For though)
I'm for your top, bitch (For real though)
them heels off before you jump up in this drop, bitch
She ask how much cost - my coupe, a lot bitch (Uh)

Ain't no more so I'm drinkin' yellow - (Tussle)
Got some choppers, got a plug, I got rich (For real though)
Cashed out on three Lamborghinis, to pop shit (For real though)
I brought the millions to the circle, mob shit (Ayy, ayy)
I pray to God my son get cursed for some shit I did (Please)
I hit 'em in the chest and 'em that the world his
I put it all on the line, 'cause I'm a nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Trip off my brother, motherfuckin' phantom nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I can't have this bitch, she let her phone stay for three days (Damn)
I just poured a eight of wock' wock', the coolin' (Woo)
My barber get a hundo, everytime I get a new
Blue Aventador, diamonds hit the blue fling

Big boss, CEO, on Suge shit (Let's go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that shit
On Dr. Dre shit, I'm still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out 'lone, on Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I'm on clock shit (For real though)
I'm aimin' for your top, (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in drop, bitch
She ask how much cost - my coupe, a lot bitch (Uh)

it 'til it's dirty (Dirty)
My Glock got a (Extendo)
Family know I'ma get this money, they ain't gotta (Uh-uh)
when I'm swervin' (Woah)
Wock, wock I'm dirty (Wock', wock')
I'ma paper when the birds start chirpin' (Trap)
Ten karats solitaires, got my hurtin' (Rocks)
I could never ever a bitch, it's not worth it
The motherfucka I know is me but I ain't perfect
Replace my ex bitch, I was flexin' on (Haha)
You good but your baby daddy broke bitch (Yeah, yeah)
In the trap they love me like the bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Might as well go yourself with a rope bitch (Yeah)
call me Dr. G.O.A.T., bitch

Big boss, CEO, on that Suge (Let's go)
I smoked a kilo, a bag, on that Snoop shit
On that Dr. Dre shit, I'm ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out 'lone, on Pac shit
the trigger, let it sing, I'm on that clock shit (For real though)
I'm for your top, bitch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in drop, bitch
She ask how much cost - my coupe, that's a lot (That's a lot bitch)