Luyện nghe bài hát Family Feud (Remix)

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Moncler jackets I can't feel the
Tu Mash'Allah [?] but I'm still a sinner
When the family feud, it's hard to chill at
We can't even eat together, she like Ben and stiller
I lied I ain't putting hands on no
Unless I'm up her, I pay attention to details
Single black chick, classes working retail
he from the hood
But don't the product that he sell
I got your on the boat, yeah we sell
The dick got her me asking me what's my email
Guaranteed she call again, shit it's me and Don
Same talking shit, was right there in the offering
Paranoid, circle the block before I park again
Givenchy hoodie, blocking the cameras i be walking in
J mob, tell em don't their day job
I was on a space pack feeling like A Rod
I did a video with fab and 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 wink at me 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 than this man
Ny nigga, East, Don
You got to me some 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
From public housing now a nigga found his way to the
Thinking the life you will never understand the way I
Out the window, i'm brainstorming thinking the rain pouring
Like since the fame things ain't really the same for em
Back and forth, planes
chains on us
When we back at home we gripping things for all the name
I know you niggas name
Be yourself before you see the
Trust me I learn a lot of shit without the help
I had to teach myself
You prolly won't
Like how to tote a magnum, move again, from wagons
Shit don't give me no
All see is foreigns passing and Rollies flashing
What when we was in that lonely addict
Shedding tears because the other just let my homies have it
Loading ratchets, we be the only one closing caskets
Nigga everyday it's
I always get the hunger
Learned from the OG's I was raised under
cocaine cutters
Now the rain coat king
Gold rings and my whole chain
I had no name I was a 4 train jumper
Butter for breakfast, lo main suppers
I clown hoes off then we exchange
Got this lane covered, no wonder the love us

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