Luyện nghe bài hát Fitta Happier

Hey yo! ...let's go!
I'm a fugitive, form my past
How long will last?
I'm knuckles of brass
motivated, for cash
I'm the hash,
leave a rapper on the ground with his jugular
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 leathers
Black pistols, red eyes, jeans
White caked up, new green!
Travel borders across waters
short on my cash flow is a tall order!
Your style's shallow fountains when they toss quarters
the way to be the pick in the day
Mother will care to hear the shit you would say

I step the door
Sharper than a blade form a
Success be like the...
a mess!
I gotta brag when I double cash!
Come easy like a with a troubled past
Still, by popular
like a shirt when you wore it with a tag
Still in the C-U-T
low, tae bo, no SUV
C A to the D, what up? talk
The fit, equipe
Get your tongue string damn
sound, as I crack jaws
You doors!
We break through the boards in the
By far we the
you want an extra shade from the spotlight, right
No pressure, respect the best
To the bill like rent from your next check!
M.E.D