Luyện nghe bài hát Fitta Happier

Hey yo! ...let's go!
I'm a fugitive, running my past
How long will last?
I'm swinging of brass
motivated, hustle for
I'm the hash,
leave a on the ground with his jugular slashed
And at him, it's humorous
A lot of MCs got one style, me I got
I out, so nobody is confusing us
I'm way better, cold winners beige
pistols, red eyes, blue jeans
White caked up, new green!
Travel across borders across
Being short on my flow is a tall order!
Your style's shallow like fountains when they quarters
Wishing the way to be the in the day
Mother fuckers will to hear the shit you would say

I step through the
Sharper a blade form a Moor
Success be like the...
a mess!
I ain't brag when I double cash!
Come easy a breezy with a troubled past
Still, by popular
like a shirt when you wore it with a tag
Still found in the
low, tae bo, no SUV
C A to the D, what up? talk
The shoe fit,
Get tongue shoot string damn
Stay sound, as I jaws
You doors!
We through the boards in the drywall
By far we the
you want an extra catch shade from the spotlight,
No pressure, respect the best
To headline the bill like rent from your check!
M.E.D