Luyện nghe bài hát Dream / Southern Hospitality / Partna Dem

[Part 1:

I had a dream I ran Atlanta, and I was on every radio station. And 107.9 was 97.5 again. And they played me at Golden Glad on Friday. And they played me real loud on the street, we drive up Memorial Drive, up Wesley Chapel. I reopen 112, and Jazzy T's. I'd bring back Turner Field. I fire at all the cops in Cobb county. Chick-Fil-A will be open on Sundays. I bring back LaFace Records, Freaknik. [?], Lou. I got J.R. Crickets Spelman girls girls with big booties. I reopen SciTrek, strippers will get Mother's day off, and I'd have my own Gangsta Grillz mixtape

2: Southern Hospitality]

Hey this is Steve Smith from Dad, and this is Royalty
STONE

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I no snitch, cops I don't trust 'em
I no bitch, all I do is run 'em (x2)
Nigga I was stunin', keep shit a hunnid
If it ain't the money then it's not up for discussion
If it about

DJ Drama]
After selling out the Georgia Dome 3 nights in a row, after selling 10 million copies of his newest album, Roscoe's Wetsuit, in one week. After successfully petitioning to recarve his own face into Mountain, Stone Mountain. He's still givin' you niggas a free mixtape. Why Gambino, why young guy? Why so generous?

I no snitch, cops I don't trust 'em
I no bitch, all I do is run 'em
Nigga I was stunin', that shit a hunnid
If it ain't about the money it's not up for discussion
If it ain't about progress, ain't about
Why this suspect?
You ain't sus yet
I'mma fuck the game so hard Tiff
Niggas takin' shots, I'm "nigga don't tempt me"
I what you make, yeah them shows sold out
But you doing clubs and I'm doing all out, things
Why the he rapping if all out sync
the movement, we all out kings
For real, Bino on a
We are not friends, this is business
Girl this my dream, ain't no decisions
me cut this bitch off, I'mma need some scissors
Mama in the kitchen, hot sauce on them
I was spittin', just that no one else was listening
Got girl and now we kissin'
She attracted to my
Now she see she was missin'
Now she act a different
Telling you she need some
Yeah come on over, we can about it
Now this mad, yeah he thought about it
But he don't really it
Semen on her
That's a coming, Jesus
Flow so genius, can't this
Puffin' on a swisha like a ho smoke
want me Uncle Remus
But I'm just on 'em

3: Partna Dem]

This on some old Atlanta shit. But I like it cause, It's not what you know, but who you know. Know what I'm saying?

Royalty my dem
No one else partner dem
Stay strapped that arsenal
These niggas winnin', hard to tell
Move over, we about to take
Slide up in them DMs, her nigga didn't notice, I'm focused
I'm the man of the hour, play me on
Play me on hot, nigga I'm hot, nigga don't
Flow so cold put a on top
Haters so mad, he ain't even why, probably all the autonomy
all your feelings, I'm proud of me, head was so good it's psychology
God damn, I'm being who I am
From that weird ass little kid to this ballin' ass man
Man this beat is going so HAM, been burr since Novem'
Chain been burr since Novem', that means cold, I'm sayin', we ain't playin'
If your man want to lick it I volunteer as tribute
You niggas on Hunger Games, I eat them O's like onion rings
I kill hoes so constantly
I even gotta sugar coat it
See them titties, wanna it
I'm like Spottie Ottie
Y'all know me, run the world
Turnin' up like that girl whose like
Ay-Ay-Ay-Turnup!
Tell them niggas it's tax
Atlanta Georgia, black Sweden
I'm a martyr, die for the game
I'm such a martyr I'm runnin' trains whoo
Slow that shit, that shit
Let me it