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 stand out, so nobody is us
I'm way better, cold winners beige
pistols, red eyes, blue jeans
White widow up, new green!
Travel across across waters
Being short on my cash is a tall order!
Your style's shallow like fountains when they toss
the way to be the pick in the day
Mother fuckers will to hear the shit you would say

I step the door
Sharper than a form a Moor
be more like the...
a mess!
I gotta brag when I double cash!
Come easy like a with a troubled past
Still, by demand
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? shit
The shoe fit,
Get your tongue shoot damn
Stay sound, as I crack
You doors!
We break through the in the drywall
By far we the
you want an extra catch shade the spotlight, right
No pressure, respect the best
To headline the bill rent from your next check!
M.E.D