Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral

[Verse 1:
Actually you was cool, for a
I thought that we was cool for a minute, we went to school for a
Yeah she [?] I hit it, I admit it
I'm that feeling, when yo head up in the ceiling
Rub yo when I hit it
Ye these bars 'ould you lift up
I'm in your stomach like a
Ice cream diamonds yeah, it just got my up
5k Raf on pants, with yo big butt

[Verse 2:
I had a [?] she eat me like some feast
split me like a swisher but we only smoking backwoods I'm
Balling like [?], coloured hair a leader she
Mad 'cos I ain't wanna kiss her now, she pop a xan and act but she
This first you, trippin' it so different on Twitter pitching the verse if you
Got a bag then come get it just thanks for nothing you 'cos you
Swallowed and should of spit it and [?] chrome my
said go and get it 'cos niggas be all frilly like really like
I get it, how come these niggas be bluffing your
a [?]

[Verse 3:
TPC
I love the club
If I let you the flow you gotta bring it back though
I'm tryna like Kobe, yeah with the afro
I get that then jog, run through the back though
Japan smoking eight, uh purple grapes
I know you this side, she tryna troll the high
Posting weak shit, flexing, but she need a ride
And we just hit, Neiman Marcus I got the slides
Margiela ribs, yeah you busting out your
Flat screen, yeah I need that shit real
Next house, I need the pool the fucking slide
And I letting shit slide
TPC

4: MyNamePhin]
I got a cougar a Ruger, she don't even listen to my music
But it's about that ratchet, take her in the Gucci snatch it
Her eyes bigger than her and, my pride bigger than that I'm sorry 'cos
Niggas be gucci, and you thinking I'm next to do it
you foolish what you talking, I got it [?]
You it like Randy Moss while I'm shroomy tripping get losty huh