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 some weed passin'

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

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

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

Man I'm doin' alright, I missed your the other 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 can't wait 'til y'all get

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's about a after nine, I know, I opened up
A verse that line before, but I'ma say it one mo' time
I think I drunk too much
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 burnt out and to my breakin' broad that ain't knowin'
To my mistress be hoein', my mistress broad, that's hoein'

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

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

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

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

the end of the world
Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction
I want 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 this off the world, stackin