Luyện nghe bài hát End of the World

It's the end of the
Everybody's lookin' for some
I just want me a
motherfucker with some weed start passin'

It's the end of the
All my homies, chasin' G's, ain't nothin'
It ain't hard to

Came in the with a few dollars, I left the game with a few mill'
That's the way I woulda retired this rap game fo' real
Get a distribution deal, brush up some of this dirty
up on the hill, like E-40 Fonzariggadale end of my history

Showin' some love to all of my thugs, all of my incarcerated
Liftin' waterbacks and drinkin' mud, walkin' the yard with elbow up
grains crushed up, big A and little A
My cousin Freddy Smith and Mack North, see ya when you touch

Man I'm doin' alright, I missed your call the day
But I got yo' kite, you my cousin
Such and done, got back on the pipe
They took her down the night for tryin' to steal a bike
Anyway, we walkin' on, man, I wait 'til y'all get home

Man there's so many funny ass negroes on this earth
The real ones gone, hoe shit, lead to mo'
Gats is cheap, man, ain't no mo' left out here
Man I'm one of the of the Mohicans

It's the end of the
Everybody's for some satisfaction
I just want me a
Every with some weed start passin'

the end of the game
All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, nothin'
It ain't to explain
My gunspray'll pop this off the world, stackin

Uhh, I tryin' to be landin' in a [Incomprehensible]
For whatever it's worth, I'ma get off
Better him me though, I done got down on fools befo'
Come with the package, 'specially when you're out pitchin' blow

I wear these glasses to look like a nerd, off like Urkel
Movin' too fast like turbo, gotta slow it down turtles
Scrillionaire, millionaire, overcomin' obstacles and
There's somethin' 'bout my

Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too many
Just Scorpios and Aries,
Like right now, I'm in the booth, whassup slugger?
Hey, Pimp Juice, ya Oh fo' sho', Fa shiggadale

You got some tweak? Nope, I it to the fingernails
The Yeah, 'cuz o, the fingernails
Man, I'm so high right now that I can barely even
Barely spell? On the real pimpin', I can't
Pimpin', you lyin I, yeah, mayn I'm as hell

the end of the world
Everybody's lookin' for some
I just me a girl
Every with some weed start passin'

It's the end of the
All my fuckin' homies G's, ain't nothin'
It ain't to explain
My gunspray'll pop this off the world, stackin

It's about a quarter after nine, I know, I up
A verse with that before, but I'ma say it one mo' time
I think I too much wine
Anybody got a Motrin? I feel like my explodin'

up in the mornin', squeezin' and fartin' and yawnin'
Smokin' a to the dome and
Talkin' on my burnt out phone and to my breakin' broad that knowin'
To my mistress broad be hoein', my broad, that's hoein'

In of my pregnant broad that's showin', glarin' and glowin'
Ready to the load explode, sittin' on the porch, lightin' a torch
Puffin' on a clove, in and out of church, and forth
Hustlin' gangster mode, run back in on that turf, sellin' that

That soft, white, rocky road, dolla danglin' for danglin'
Manglin', set you up and bangin',
The in the game that rainin', off there drinkin' and thinkin'
Chokin' and and flamin', barely maintainin'
and wishin' and dreamin', the Lord'll let me into his kingdom

It's the end of the
Everybody's lookin' for some
I just want me a
Every with some weed start passin'

the end of the game
All my fuckin' chasin' G's, ain't nothin'
It ain't to explain
My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep

It's the end of the
lookin' for some satisfaction
I just want me a
Every motherfucker with some weed passin'

It's the end of the
All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, nothin'
It hard to explain
My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin