Luyện nghe bài hát F**k It I'm Gone

Kick back, sippin' a by the poolside
Bumpin' Graduation, welcome to the Life
F-ckin' the baddest chicks
Rollin' with the coolest
Only words that I live by: do or die
When everybody money
gettin' on
All my niggas drugs
be happy selling songs
Life came at a price, I put my on
And did it til it's going going ma'f-cka

- J. Warner]
I was never knowing at the graveyard shift
Congratulated me with a hardship
Was it hard, did I fall, I did
But I got the scars that made me rich (Yeah)
And all I'm now is giving you a page of my life (yeah)
So you can tell before you it
F-ck it, you can do you like
Someone 'em I'm gone
Eh, someone tell 'em I'm
If you're not down, you'll be this life
And if you with me, see you on the side
someone 'em I'm gone

Tempah - Verse 1]
Somewhere on the Islands
I'mma have listening to Razor light
Feisty Swedish girls suggesting she take a flight
I made it this far, be afraid of heights
Unimportant calls are costing me a pound a
The jurisdiction's England but I'm in it
German Autobahns my life why me no limits
I mastered P but I with No Limit
on pj's, M.I.A for those Heat games
Might have your favourite DJ at my B'day
We hard on them weekdays
And then party on them weekends
Still tryna sleep my ex-girl
But she adamant that we be

And I'm too smart for these bitches
Too young for grey hairs
Too for these fast cars
I push a button, change gears
And I'm twisted them Martini's
Faded off Mai Tai
Why the should you be sober when you've been living that high life

- J. Warner]

[Verse 2 - Tinie
How you supposed to feel when every is open for you
All your Polish chauffeurs never spoken to you
I on stage, I set the pace
Done a couple girl songs to set the record
Ask GQ and Q Mag
I'm too for these douchebags
My got a bandana on it
my is 2pac
The good, I have 2 drags
Mamma told me do that
Old mentality
For every bit of this new cash
And new cash for me and all my niggas
Big money, footballer
Now I'm tryna f-ck girl in the world
Every supermodel and all the
We all the rage we're the latest
Bitch, no tequila I the shots
My bank balance Tic Tac Toe
Shit of noughts and crosses
I work my socks off, you niggas better 'em up
I've got the baddest bitches they aint good enough
My saving money while we getting wasted
Told them bitches life is sweet then let 'em it