Luyện nghe bài hát Father Stretch My Hands

I go, I go, ay ay, I go
Up in the morning, you bad
Sorry I ain't 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 for that
Drops some pops is good
Momma in Hollywood
If you ask, lost my
Driving fast, lost
Off the road, jaw was
we all was broke
'Member I'm back
I'll be all the stacks

I got in Atlanta
dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the
X6, Phantom
White X6 looks a panda
out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hundred
X6, Phantom
White X6,
swole, Danny
Selling bar,
Man I'm the like Randy
The go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga, up ya panty
Hope you killas me

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

I got broads in
dope, lean, and sipping Fanta
Credit cards and the
Wake up Versace, shit life
bunch of lavish shit
They be asking town who be clappin shit
I pullin up stuff in the ship
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip how I try this shit
X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on

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

If I turn to you
No other help I know, I stretch my