Luyện nghe bài hát Family Feud (Remix)

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

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

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This where all the emerge
All the reserved
20 thousand, that's too bottles for the waitress to serve
From public housing now a nigga his way to the burbs
Thinking the you will never understand the way I observe
Out the window, i'm brainstorming thinking while the rain
Like since the fame ain't really been the same for em
and forth, switching planes
Different on us
When we back at home we things for all the name calling
I know you niggas calling
Be before you see the wealth
Trust me I learn a lot of shit without the 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 they see is foreigns passing and Rollies
What about when we was in that addict
Shedding because the other side just let my homies have it
ratchets, we won't be the only one closing caskets
Nigga everyday it's
I always get the hunger
Learned from the that I was raised under
Pure cocaine
Now the rain coat colored
Gold rings and my whole smothered
I had no name I was a 4 train jumper
Butter for breakfast, lo main suppers
I clown off then we exchange numbers
Got this lane covered, no wonder the love us

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