Luyện nghe bài hát Family Feud (Remix)

1]
Moncler jackets I can't the winter
Tu Mash'Allah [?] but know I'm still a
When the family feud, it's hard to at dinner
We can't even eat together, she fronting like Ben and
I lied I ain't putting on no female
I'm up inside her, I pay attention to details
Single black chick, taking classes retail
Know he the hood
But don't know the product that he
I got your bitch on the boat, we sell
The dick got her stalking me asking me my email
she call again, shit it's me and Don again
Same niggas shit, was right there in the offering
Paranoid, circle the block before I park again
Givenchy hoodie, blocking the cameras when i be in
J mob, tell em don't their day job
I was on a pack pitching feeling like A Rod
I did a video with fab and took my face off
Bitches love me, I go through more naps a racehorse
Headline my own tour a hit record
Bitches lose control, when see me they get naked
Dj's pressing me like yo I need like 10 records
My daughter the one that wink at me like 10 weapons
Constructs in the winter, I'm tims stepping
Your bitch want to be on my chest and imma press her

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

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This where all the players
All the tables
20 thousand, too much bottles for the waitress to serve
From public now a nigga found his way to the burbs
the life you will never understand the way I observe
Out the window, i'm brainstorming thinking the rain pouring
Like since the things ain't really been the same for em
Back and forth, planes
chains on us
When we back at home we gripping for all the name calling
I know you name calling
Be yourself before you see the
Trust me I learn a lot of shit without the teacher
Somethings I had to teach
You won't imagine
Like how to tote a magnum, again, load from wagons
Shit don't give me no
All they see is foreigns passing and Rollies
What about when we was in that addict
Shedding tears because the other side let my homies have it
Loading ratchets, we won't be the only one caskets
Nigga everyday it's
I always get the same
from the OG's that I was raised under
Pure cocaine
Now the coat king colored
rings and my whole chain smothered
When I had no name I was a 4 jumper
Butter rolls for breakfast, lo suppers
I clown hoes off then we exchange
Got this lane covered, no wonder the love us

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