Luyện nghe bài hát Everywhere I Go

Now the question has raised, what the fuck happened to you?
I can tell you what did not happen to you
You get your ass on this Cathedral mixtape

[Verse 1:
For not the ways you can be capped like a NBA salary
Lives haphazardly, them sons of bitches is bastards, G
That's why I be high B, so don't ask me why I'm not speakin'
ain't countin' no money up wit' cha
The fuck we got to about?
Not seachin' for Bobby
But somethin' sticky and official
To burn my girls 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 with them ol' pussy ass niggas and dog ass bitches
Old veterans get bit by the
I swear to God that them puppies 'll ya
Field of dreams, they true if you build it
So I made myself if can dig it
[Hook: Ross]
Everywhere I go we up
I go we pour up
I you think you shinin' nigga, so what?
It wasn't down til we showed up
You know it's down-n-n
You know it's down-n-n

[Verse 2: Talib
the water or across the border
See my line deep like I'm from New Orleans
You a snitch nigga type that'll the law
So before the slaughter I get my thoughts in
Seen your on stage you and your little crew
We so sick of Thelonius dudes
grew and the audience boo
We had enough of your corny
Living in the world of my own
Life a gunfight, a is your only weapon
You don't really know what the you stepped in
Better chill now, life such a blessing
Save the feedback, the weed at?
Imagine me at an
You the one who an intervention
To stop you from sessions
Wow that's such a nasty
Wow this marijuana marriage got my wifey
I get when I'm making fuckin' classics
or California, Washington, Oregon or Colorado
When we in the club the Jamaican bud
Got me feelin' so special, no

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