Luyện nghe bài hát Father Stretch My Hands

I go, I go, ay ay, I go
Up in the morning, you bad
I ain't called you back
The problem my father had
All his time, all he had, all he had
In he dreamed
All his cash, market
Hurt him bad, get divorced for that
some stacks pops is good
Momma pass in
If you ask, lost my
fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was
'Member we all was
I'm coming back
I'll be all the stacks

I got in Atlanta
dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit and the scammers
Hitting off in the bando
X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a
out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hammers
X6, Phantom
White X6,
swole, Danny
Selling bar,
Man I'm the macho like
The choppa go for Grammy
nigga, pull 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
dope, lean, and sipping Fanta
Credit and the scammers
Wake up Versace, life Desiigner
Whole bunch of lavish
be asking round town who be clappin shit
I pullin up stuff in the ship
I got of stuff of Bugatti, whip look how I try this shit
X6, Phantom
White X6, on camera

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

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