Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral

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

2: MyNamePhin]
I had a [?] she tryna eat me like feast
Wanna split me like a swisher but we only backwoods I'm
Balling like [?], coloured hair 'cos a she
Mad 'cos I wanna kiss her now, she pop a xan and act but she listen
This money first you, trippin' it so different on pitching the verse if you
Got a bag come get it just thanks for nothing you suck 'cos you
and should of spit it and [?] chrome kitted my
Momma go and get it 'cos niggas be all frilly like really like
I don't get it, how come these be bluffing your
a [?]

[Verse 3:
TPC
I love the private
If I let you borrow the you gotta bring it back though
I'm tryna like Kobe, yeah with the afro
I get chicken then jog, run through the back though
Japan smoking eight, yeah uh purple
I know you lost this side, she tryna troll the
Posting shit, flexing, but she just need a ride
And we hit, Neiman Marcus I just got the slides
ribs, yeah you busting out your thighs
Flat screen, yeah I need that shit real
Next house, I need the with the fucking slide
And I ain't shit slide
TPC

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