Luyện nghe bài hát Dumplin

its to the Z
and i say dont get left broke
nah i mean left in the red
them guys can have of cash
but when it comes to comparison they're to lack
im looking to money piles quicker than flats
so can
stop looking at me and start looking at
but it im broke for the minute
oh well at least i got a hold on my
they can have cash i got soul i got
i my head out of the heavens
and close to the ground midgets
with dirty lyrics that are rising
the aspects of physics
im that blue vodka drink that your girls been at the bar all night
yeah im WKD, i'm
haters i'll be more specific you can suck dick or send your wishes
girl didnt give the crew kisses
after 10 her cunt smelt of fishes
slut on her knees surrounded by
girls grimey like my bars are
im like tracy chapman - i drive away in a fast car
wish i drive to where the moon and the stars are
from a place the people are dirt poor
keep an eye on the queens head what you'll get hurt for
you'll see violence the same as a blood and crip war
and the bars keep dragging a night shift
i'll tell 'em get back on the like ryan nyquist
they aint never seen or heard of like this
nah im killing it with tightness every i ride this
its devz im of surprises
i wanna touch the sky like rises
i re-wrote the of the script
turned out the and left em in the dark like a solar eclipse
close to the beats like when you slowdance with your girl got a hold of her hips
all we hold round is chibs
emoitonless kids that are pissed they live
that are quick to be pricks
you could be abiding the law and you still get nicked
me im too quick i aint never nicked
been some close calls
ive had to jump
ive been through schools and stashing up tools
none of them coppers aint knocked what i live
im not a gangster, not
im just in the lands of ciminality
reality, stepping in
my hand works like its powered mechanically
my shit is all self
im just trying to their sanity
but can pay for enlightenment five pound for my cd this aint no charity
devz's got a killer
all mad at me thought they be for me
but hating's like blasphemy
if you dont like me dont to me
im putting in the hours a worker in the factory
i got weights on my like a shirt or a sweater
i'll stick to the for worse or for better
im to go through the worst of the weather
the side must be better
ive hung out to dry now ive come back to try
defining the art of lyrical criminal rhymes - someone multiple times
now they wanna tell me that im the best spitter white
im the best full stop
none of them couldnt step in then
if they stop then i make em walk off its time these haters behave
we fuck it up all the country in a rave
me ghetts and lunar we all get paid?