Luyện nghe bài hát Family Feud (Remix)

1]
Moncler I can't feel the winter
Tu Mash'Allah [?] but I'm still a sinner
the family feud, it's hard to chill at dinner
We even eat together, she fronting like Ben and stiller
I lied I ain't putting on no female
Unless I'm up inside her, I pay attention to
black chick, taking classes working retail
Know he from the
But don't the product that he sell
I got your bitch on the boat, yeah we
The dick got her me asking me what's my email
Guaranteed she again, shit it's me and Don again
Same niggas shit, was right there in the offering
Paranoid, imma circle the before I park again
Givenchy hoodie, blocking the when i be walking in
J mob, tell em quit their day job
I was on a pack pitching feeling like A Rod
I did a with fab and niggas took my face off
Bitches love me, I go through more than a racehorse
Headline my own tour without a hit
Bitches lose control, when they see me they get
Dj's me like yo East I need like 10 records
My daughter the only one that at me like 10 weapons
Constructs in the winter, I'm usually tims
Your bitch want to be on my chest and bench press her

Couldn't get anymore higher than man
Ny nigga, East, Don
You got to save me some on this one my nigga

2]
This all the players emerge
All the tables
20 thousand, too much bottles for the waitress to serve
public housing now a nigga found his way to the burbs
Thinking the life you will never understand the way I
Out the window, i'm brainstorming while the rain pouring
since the fame things ain't really been the same for em
Back and forth, switching
chains on us
When we back at we gripping things for all the name calling
I you niggas name calling
Be before you see the wealth
Trust me I a lot of shit without the teacher help
Somethings I had to teach
You prolly imagine
Like how to tote a magnum, move again, load wagons
Shit give me no reaction
All see is foreigns passing and Rollies flashing
What about we was in that lonely addict
Shedding because the other side just let my homies have it
Loading ratchets, we won't be the only one closing
Nigga everyday numbers
I get the same hunger
Learned the OG's that I was raised under
cocaine cutters
Now the rain coat king
Gold rings and my whole chain
When I had no name I was a 4 jumper
Butter rolls for breakfast, lo suppers
I clown hoes off then we numbers
Got this lane covered, no wonder the love us

3]
D and Don, brothers without the mother
Couple rings speak like a king, James love it
Press baby for cash and [?] debit
Diss and it even get to us, you ain't buzzing
Nah, nah we budging (at all)