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 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 some 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 is Steve Smith from American Dad, and this is Royalty
MOUNTAIN

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I ain't no snitch, cops I don't 'em
I no bitch, all I do is run 'em (x2)
Nigga I was stunin', keep that a hunnid
If it about 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 Stone Mountain, Stone Mountain. He's still givin' you niggas a free mixtape. Why Gambino, why young guy? Why so generous?

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

[Part 3: Partna

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

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