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 the streets
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, up that yay, then ran out and caught me a play
Found out you plottin' on my cake, I'm not play, I pop up, start poppin' the K
I send them crash dummies to crash, stay out of they way, them choppers start choppin'
Headshot, checkmate, safe like it just ate
East side, yeah way
I'm thinking bout sending somethin' way
I'm thinking bout finger fuckin' K
Goons runnin' in your home, I just 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 get 'em gone
We ain't on none of that fu you niggas on
All my niggas on

Whip with the digital dash, soon as I hit the gas, nigga so
These fours and these slabs 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 gold 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
with the digital dash, soon as I hit the gas, nigga so long
These fours and these slabs move super fast, 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 bales of that loud
Don't mention me in your raps, boy I don't wanna battle, I'm you out
I run up and fan, bet I'm gon' get my man, I do not air at the
I put pies on the stove, I put pies on the
at my neck and my wrist, I turned them pies into gold
We them guys on the low, ridin' the pole, live from the 'Go
I'ma die with the dough, long as they putting I's on the stove
This that next level, I the jig with the devil, I threw some bricks in the bezel
I threw some at a stripper, I'm with the vultures and killers
That lil bitch you chasin' is not gonna bust it wide open for you, but go for my niggas
You and you know I'm strapped
They slid this bitch, fanning drums, I was blowin' back

Whip with the digital dash, soon as I hit the gas, nigga so
These fours and slabs move super fast, lately I been trappin' off of both phones
If I'm out without that pole, it feel like I do not have clothes on
catch me naked, out here faking, 'specially runnin' round with all this gold on
I out you plottin' on my cake, I'm not gonna play, I pop up, start 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
fours and these slabs move super fast, lately I been trappin' off of both phones