Luyện nghe bài hát Game On

You've got your
and loaded like that smile
Fire, shoot, aim all dialed,
Roll of the
All these mama
All that noise,
Dont me, no
But hit light switch low
Ima make you feel
Forge the
Your hearts will
What a of liquor
Without a to chase, yeah
No mistakes,
Only

No not fucking but Ill let your mind bate you
Master of my craft, nice pic to to
I dont hate you, I aint know you exist
Coming out the woodwork, pretending that were
Aint it funny, aint it
One you dont know me, next you swearing that you love me
Week from now, steady at my music with a musket
Tearing my pedestal, breaking shit for the fun of it
All these biddy blogging whores, makeup pouring out their
Smellin perfume & warm cum
I you always wanted more but never did the work to make it come.
All my GED drop outs at your cop outs, swearing they holdin you down
Steady blamin on the weather or the lack of better
at me now & Try to say its circumstance your foul, out of bounds
Never had shit to stich it with a needle
From a record of hand-me-downs