Luyện nghe bài hát Err Thing Valid (Remix)

[Verse 1: Rocky]
Harlem dealt me so I'm valid
in my purple palace in my Palace skate gear
Same year I was climbin' up the
Got bored with the full of ladders cause there's snakes there
Bruh I had to have it, game was rappin'
I'm a father to these bastards, I should them on my taxes
Bunch of fuckin' mini-me's, you just like your daddy
You know they say, who run they mouth the loudest run the fastest lord
You wanna get embarrassed lord
Cause my nigga's the static lord
Pullin' out the
All this malice in Manhattan and status based on madness, boy
Who the nigga put you on the swaggin'?
Who the nigga stylin' killin' fashion with no
Whoe the pretty smilin' gold teeth, no medallion?
I can hit south of park, Mike when I'm battin' boy

[Hook: Smoke
It's cool, you can up right here
Live like you don't have a care
like every day's New Year's
That's on deck over
Everything (valid, valid)
Everything (valid, valid)
Everything (valid, valid)

[Verse 2: DZA]
god, I'm a hot nigga
Fuck with Snoop with the pot, nigga
Shout out to Uncle Snoop from up top,
Really fuckin' cool we got it nigga
Everything
new passport, the old one tatted
Cup over, PJ in the chalice
is too good, not a bit of malice
Harlem get the money, [?] life
game poppin', what's in the bank, whatever
Hoppin' out [?] , on buchetta
I'm in [?] so much they know my order before I it
Ma say I'm off the
I'm in the panorama takin' pictures
across the globe gettin' paid off my scriptures
Everybody
Extra chicken, the fixins

[Verse 3:
Listen, everything is
40 cal, finger got the callus
I got style, I'm stylin' no
from France, French dressin' no salad
SK, AK yeah I be those things
Fifty keys, new cars, touchin' those
Bad bitches and money, in love those things
cheese on the ranch, no buffalo wings
Shit, probably went over your head
I tear your whole loaf off, this bread
And you know I don't like
I've been it before there was a bike lane