Luyện nghe bài hát Family Feud (Remix)

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Moncler jackets I can't feel the
Tu Mash'Allah [?] but know I'm a sinner
When the family feud, it's hard to at dinner
We can't even eat together, she fronting Ben and stiller
I lied I ain't putting hands on no
Unless I'm up inside her, I pay to details
black chick, taking classes working retail
Know he the hood
But don't know the product he sell
I got your bitch on the boat, yeah we
The got her stalking me asking me what's my email
Guaranteed she call again, shit me and Don again
Same niggas talking shit, was right there in the
Paranoid, circle the block before I park again
hoodie, blocking the cameras when i be walking in
J mob, em don't quit their day job
I was on a space pack feeling like A Rod
I did a video with fab and niggas my face off
Bitches love me, I go through more naps a racehorse
my own tour without a hit record
Bitches lose control, when they see me get naked
Dj's pressing me like yo East I need like 10
My daughter the one that wink at me like 10 weapons
Constructs in the winter, I'm tims stepping
Your want to be on my chest and imma bench press her

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

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This all the players emerge
All the reserved
20 thousand, that's too much bottles for the waitress to
public housing now a nigga found his way to the burbs
Thinking the life you will never the way I observe
Out the window, i'm brainstorming while the rain pouring
Like the fame things ain't really been the same for em
Back and forth, planes
Different on us
When we back at home we things for all the name calling
I know you name calling
Be before you see the wealth
me I learn a lot of shit without the teacher help
Somethings I had to myself
You won't imagine
Like how to tote a magnum, move again, load from
Shit give me no reaction
All they see is foreigns passing and flashing
What about when we was in that lonely
Shedding tears because the other side just let my homies it
ratchets, we won't be the only one closing caskets
Nigga it's numbers
I always get the hunger
Learned from the OG's that I was raised
Pure cutters
Now the coat king colored
Gold rings and my whole chain
When I had no I was a 4 train jumper
Butter rolls for breakfast, lo suppers
I clown hoes off we exchange numbers
Got lane covered, no wonder the game love us

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