Luyện nghe bài hát Game On

You've got your
Locked and loaded that smile
Fire, shoot, aim all dialed,
Roll of the
All these girls
All that noise,
entice me, no
But hit that light low
Ima make you ghost
the pace
Your will break
What a case of
a fight to chase, yeah
No mistakes,
Only

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