Luyện nghe bài hát Dumplin

its to the Z
and when i say dont get broke
nah i dont left in the red
them guys can have of cash
but when it to comparison they're looking to lack
im looking to stack money piles quicker than
so can
stop looking at me and looking at that
but fuck it im for the minute
oh well at i got a hold on my lyrics
can have cash i got soul i got spirit
i my head out of the heavens
and to the ground like midgets
damn dirty lyrics that are rising
define the aspects of
im that vodka drink that your girls been sippin at the bar all night
yeah im WKD, i'm
haters i'll be more specific you can suck dick or send your best
your girl give the crew kisses
after 10 her cunt smelt of fishes
on her knees surrounded by willies
your grimey like my bars are
im like tracy chapman - i wanna away in a fast car
wish i could drive to the moon and the stars are
from a where the people are dirt poor
an eye on the queens head thats what you'll get hurt for
you'll see violence the same as a blood and turf war
and the bars keep dragging like a shift
i'll tell 'em get back on the bike ryan nyquist
they aint never seen or heard of nothing like
nah im killing it with tightness every time i this
its im full of surprises
i touch the sky like high rises
i re-wrote the whole of the
turned out the lights and em in the dark like a solar eclipse
stay to the beats like when you slowdance with your girl got a hold of her hips
all we hold round here is
emoitonless kids that are pissed where live
coppers that are quick to be
you could be abiding the law and you could get nicked
me im too i aint never been nicked
theres been close calls
ive had to walls
ive been running through schools and stashing up
of them coppers aint knocked what i live like
im not a gangster, not
im just in the lands of ciminality
reality, stepping in
my right hand works its powered mechanically
my shit is all explanatory
im trying to save their sanity
but they can pay for enlightenment pound for my cd this aint no charity
got a killer vocabulary
all mad at me thought they be for me
but hating's like blasphemy
if you dont me dont chat to me
im putting in the hours like a worker in the
i got weights on my back like a shirt or a
stick to the spitting for worse or for better
im to go through the worst of the weather
the other side be better
ive been hung out to dry now ive back to try
defining the art of lyrical criminal rhymes - slap someone times
now they wanna tell me that im the best spitter white
im just the best full
none of them couldnt step in stop
if they stop then i make em walk off side its time haters behave
we it up all over the country in a rave
me ghetts slice and we all get paid?