Luyện nghe bài hát F**k It I'm Gone

Kick back, sippin' a corona by the
Graduation, welcome to the Good Life
F-ckin' with the chicks
Rollin' with the guys
Only three words that I by: do or die
When making money
gettin' on
All my niggas drugs
I'll be happy selling
Life came at a price, I put my on
And did it til going going gone ma'f-cka

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

[Tinie - Verse 1]
Somewhere on the Cayman
I'mma have Rihanna's listening to light
Feisty girls suggesting she should take a flight
I made it far, can't be afraid of heights
Unimportant are costing me a pound a minute
The jurisdiction's but I'm never in it
Autobahns my life that's why me no limits
I mastered P but I with No Limit
on pj's, M.I.A for those Heat games
Might have favourite European DJ at my B'day
We party hard on them
And then harder on them weekends
Still sleep with my ex-girl
But she adamant that we be

And I'm too smart for these dumb
Too for these grey hairs
Too for these fast cars
I push a button, shit change
And I'm twisted offa them
Faded off Mai Tai
Why the hell should you be sober when you've been that high life

- J. Warner]

[Verse 2 - Tinie
How you supposed to feel when door is open for you
All Polish chauffeurs never ever spoken to you
I on stage, I set the pace
Done a couple girl to set the record straight
Ask GQ and Q Mag
I'm too cool for douchebags
My wardrobe got a on it
Cause my is
The weeds good, I 2 drags
Mamma told me do that
Old mentality
For every single bit of this new
And this new for me and all my niggas
Big money, footballer
Now I'm tryna every 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 like Tic Tac Toe
Shit loads of noughts and
I work my socks off, you better pull 'em up
I've got the baddest bitches thinking they aint good
My saving money while we getting wasted
Told them life is sweet then let 'em taste it