Luyện nghe bài hát End of the World

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

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

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

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

Man I'm doin' alright, I missed your call the day
But I got yo' kite, you know my
Such and done, got back on the pipe
They took her down the other night for tryin' to a bike
Anyway, we walkin' on, man, I can't wait y'all get home

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

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

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

Uhh, I ain't tryin' to be landin' in a
For it's worth, I'ma get off first
Better him me though, I done got down on fools befo'
Come with the package, 'specially when out there pitchin' blow

I wear these glasses to look like a nerd, square off like
Movin' too fast like turbo, slow it down like turtles
Scrillionaire, millionaire, obstacles and hurdles
somethin' 'bout my circle

Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too Virgos
Scorpios and Aries, like
Like right now, I'm in the local booth, whassup
Hey, Juice, ya alright? Oh fo' sho', Fa shiggadale

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

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

the end of the game
All my homies chasin' G's, ain't nothin'
It ain't hard to
My pop this off the world, keep stackin

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

Wakin' up in the mornin', and fartin' and yawnin'
a joint to the dome and
Talkin' on my out phone and to my breakin' broad that ain't knowin'
To my mistress broad be hoein', my mistress broad, hoein'

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

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

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

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

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

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