Luyện nghe bài hát Film

Lifes a fog at red brake lights
The beside a restaurant
egg whites sat on my plate like
3 AM this is a spot by some made men
Im on hemp a fly old pimp
Just in, his suit was shark skin,
He woke me up some of the thoughts Im lost in
fame does to niggas, change love to bitterness
Friends to for the audience screams ridiculous
Jumped up, paid the tab got in my and went
To my old housing tenement, visit my old
Some show love and some are
Some got the heart of gold, venomous
At times I wanna go back to being
is bliss, i love being innocent
Ugh, but lifes got me on the again
And all is real so alls mentioning.

If I could press pause, or forward past the hardness
Visions written bring words to life like Im smitten
Memories real, ill, now I appeal (appear?) crisp like film

Ice on gold from mossbergs to golf
Ninth hole, the rose, the life I chose
Bandanna over the eye, Dior
Car doors with no touch of the handles
Capiche? Capri style, its on beaches and
Far from police sirens at for a weekend
then its back to the creepin
Id to make a free toast of champagne on behald of this nigga speaking
Add a splash to the
Roll the hash for my world renowned goons this
As i circle the table Babe Ruth
Louisville Slugger in my for a fake dude
Bat to the brain with brute
Splatter my cream velour
They hit me lawsuit
I slip in whore coupe
Your b*tch hate you, word to
Bet you never knew she toot yay and with a gay crew
OGs hate to way for the new
Young niggas want Polo aint f*cking J Crew
Its safe to say I was once young and
But look I know now, is all worth mentioning

If I could pause, or
fast past the hardness
Visions written bring to life like Im smitten with
Memories real, still ill, now I appear (appeal?) like film

I to the street life
The executive chief
The felons, mothers with kids they trying to feed right
The botega modern day Che Guevaras
Cuz I survived crazy eras
Honest, always make on my promise
I dont it I do it you can hold me to it
I was to this life I didnt invent it
But Id be wrong not to take a few tickets
You and I are real different, we dont share the same
Fight in the or buy ringside seats
Either you like beef or you like to
Give me gloves, and Ima do it how the say
We em and we come out tussling
The ghetto is my of eden
So I keep and weaving
Its intense so Im hardly
KO, and the winner is Nas, thats how the scene

If I could pause, or
forward past the hardness
Visions written bring words to life like Im smitten
real, still ill, now I appeal (appear?) crisp like film