Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody's Something

1]
Whats good?
And what's good
And what's gangstas?
And good people?
And God's phone die every time that I call on Him?
If his son had a wonder if I would follow him
Swallow synonyms like cinnamon Cinnabon
Keep all them down to a minimum
Gluteus Maxim models is sending him
Pics of genitalia tallied up ten of em
I slurped too pain-kills, downing em off a lot
I got a lot off but it ain't often that I'm off the clock
I mean?
I got the Chicago
We invented rock before the Stones got
We just aiming back cause the shot you
buck bang bang, yelling "Fuck Fox News!"
Booyaka up, mothafuck ops too
Ain't no up em young cause it just not cool

Nice to see you New Year
finger Uncle Samuel
Shooting death weighted dice
And hitting stains on candles
I somebody, somebody loves my ass
Cause they me beat my demons ass

[Hook: Chance & BJ the Chicago
Everybody's everything
I know you
Nobody's
right
(3x)

2]
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I used to tell hoes I was dark light or off
But I'd fight if a nigga said that I white
And both my parents was
But they saw it fit that I talk
my drawers hid but
My hard head stayed in the like a lost kite
But had me up in a submission hold
Like I'm dancing with the Devil with two left and I'm pigeon toed
In two small ballet shoes with a missing sole
And two missing
But it's love like Cupid kissing a

[Verse 3:
Like Cassius the draft and now the fight is over
The type to love from a distance not the type told her
three days on the rap, trash it and type it over
With on the block under arms like fighting odors
Coppers and
Hold ya head 2Pac had taught
Obviously are on a come up
With better chances tobogganing in the summer
Concoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good
All against we tryna get lucky
Doper Nucky
You're ending happy that's only a
Like Satan shit come hot
But still love me ugh
How father time a
I'm adopted
That'll why all of my shit been so timeless IGH

Chance & BJ the Chicago Kid]