Luyện nghe bài hát Fitta Happier

Hey yo! ...let's go!
I'm a fugitive, running form my
How will freedom last?
I'm knuckles of brass
motivated, for cash
I'm the hash,
a rapper on the ground with his jugular slashed
And laugh at him, it's
A lot of MCs got one style, me I got
I stand out, so is confusing us
I'm way better, cold beige leathers
Black pistols, red eyes, jeans
White caked up, new green!
across borders across waters
Being short on my flow is a tall order!
Your style's shallow like fountains they toss quarters
the way to be the pick in the day
Mother fuckers care to hear the shit you would say

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