Luyện nghe bài hát Father Stretch My Hands

I go, I go, ay ay, I go
Up in the morning, you bad
Sorry I called you back
The same problem my had
All his time, all he had, all he had
In he dreamed
All his cash, crashed
Hurt him bad, people get divorced for
Drops stacks pops is good
pass in Hollywood
If you ask, my soul
fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was
we all was broke
'Member I'm back
I'll be taking all the

I got broads in
dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the
Hitting off in the bando
Black X6,
White X6 like a panda
Going out I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hammers
X6, Phantom
White X6,
Pockets swole,
bar, candy
Man I'm the macho Randy
The choppa go for Grammy
Bitch nigga, up ya panty
Hope you killas me

I just want to liberated, I, I, I
I just want to liberated, I, I, I
all the stacks, oh

I got in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and Fanta
cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace, shit life
Whole bunch of lavish
They be asking round who be clappin shit
I pullin up stuff in the Phantom
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip how I try this shit
Black X6,
X6, killing on camera

How can I find
Who do you to?
How do I you?

If I don't to you
No other I know, I stretch my hands