Luyện nghe bài hát Everywhere I Go

Now the has been raised, what the fuck happened to you?
Well I can you what did not happen to you
You didn't get ass on this Cathedral mixtape

[Verse 1:
For not knowin' the you can be capped like a NBA salary
Lives taken haphazardly, sons of bitches is bastards, G
That's why I be high B, so don't ask me why I'm not nigga
Just ain't no money up wit' cha
The fuck we got to talk
Not seachin' for Fischer
But somethin' sticky and official
To burn with my in the parkin' lot
by 'em before I got out
Parched we?
Honestly shorty, let me check make sure I got no fleas up on me
From minglin' with ol' pussy ass niggas and dog ass bitches
Old veterans get bit by the
I swear to God that puppies 'll kill ya
Field of dreams, they true if you build it
So I made if y'all can dig it
Kendra Ross]
Everywhere I go we up
I go we pour up
I know you think you shinin' nigga, so
It wasn't going til we showed up
You it's going down-n-n
You know it's going

[Verse 2: Talib
the water or across the border
See my second line deep like I'm from New
You a nigga type that'll call the law
So before the slaughter I get my thoughts in
Seen your rapper on stage you and your crew
We so sick of these dudes
grew and the audience boo
We had enough of corny excuse
Living in the world of my own
Life a gunfight, a knife is your only
You don't really what the fuck you stepped in
Better chill right now, such a blessing
Save the feedback, where the at?
me at an intervention
You the one who need an
To stop you from interruptin'
Wow such a nasty habit
Wow this marijuana marriage got my jealous
I get selfish when I'm making fuckin'
Amsterdam or California, Washington, Oregon or
we blaze in the club the Jamaican bud
Got me feelin' so special, no

[Verse 3: Big
Hey ya I from the south with the mind to get paid
Cup of some drank it stuck in my ways
Livin' life catch me a wave
In the same state used to wholesale slaves
Pimp tight nigga up
Presidential when I roll up, a playa do
She in love put nothing above the drug in a day or two
a playa move, in this game of life can't cruisade or lose
You gotta be willin' to be the to give it [?] gator shoes
I it from an old school kid, say I had an old school soul
me I was bound to be great, never fall for the fake
And never ever no ho, gotta make that dough
my seal, pop my trunk and work my wheel
Cause every now and then, reflect on
That I ain't have dimes to or dough to spend
So I gotta keep my mind right, run from the limelight
I don't no fame, my aura shine so bright
I'm a star in my own right, forever loyal to the