Luyện nghe bài hát Foe Phone

1]
I didn't go to Harvard, didn't go to
I do not own a degree, I'm from the
I to cook up when I wanna eat
I spit that up when I'm on the beat
No I did not go to State, but I got a Wraith, I throw that chop in the
At 13 I got me a plate, chopped up that yay, then ran out and caught me a
out you plottin' on my cake, I'm not gonna play, I pop up, start poppin' the K
I send them crash dummies to crash, stay out of they way, them choppers start away
Headshot, checkmate, safe full it just ate
East side, that way
I'm thinking bout sending that way
I'm bout finger fuckin' that K
Goons runnin' in your home, I want put all my niggas on
Don't kill my vibe, I'm in my zone
Banana clip, peel his dome
We pop 'em fast, we don't sit on
Once we get 'em in, we gon' get 'em
We ain't on none of that fu you niggas on
All my really on

Whip with the dash, soon as I hit the gas, nigga so long
These fours and these move super fast, lately I been trappin' off of both phones
If I'm ever out without that pole, it feel like I do not have on
Never catch me naked, out here faking, 'specially runnin' round with all this on
I found out you plottin' on my cake, I'm not gonna play, I pop up, poppin' the K
I send them dummies to crash, stay out of they way, them choppers start choppin' away
Whip the digital dash, soon as I hit the gas, nigga so long
These fours and these slabs super fast, lately I been trappin' off of both phones

2]
I did not major in business, I'm not a out of Howard
I pop off slabs of that powder, I run through of that loud
Don't mention me in raps, boy I don't wanna battle, I'm airin' you out
I run up and fan, bet I'm gon' get my man, I do not air at the
I put on the stove, I put pies on the road
Look at my neck and my wrist, I them pies into gold
We them guys on the low, with the pole, live from the 'Go
die with the dough, long as they keep putting I's on the stove
This next level, I guessed the jig with the devil, I threw some bricks in the bezel
I some bows at a stripper, I'm with the vultures and killers
That lil bitch you chasin' is not gonna bust it wide for you, but gon' go for my niggas
You and you know I'm strapped
They slid through bitch, fanning drums, I was blowin' back

Whip the digital dash, soon as I hit the gas, nigga so long
These fours and these slabs move super fast, lately I been trappin' off of both
If I'm ever out without that pole, it feel like I do not have on
Never catch me naked, out here faking, 'specially runnin' round with all this on
I found out you plottin' on my cake, I'm not gonna play, I pop up, start the K
I send them crash dummies to crash, stay out of way, them choppers start choppin' away
with the digital dash, soon as I hit the gas, nigga so long
These fours and these slabs move super fast, lately I been trappin' off of both