Luyện nghe bài hát Gametime

Running the white line
Drumming up a
Throwing a tirade
came a spider
And sat down beside her and
you got to trade?

My raison is bringing back summer
As long as you can the heat
Well, gametime

Bottom and catholic cheaters
Busting feminine riches
Who could that perfect kiss
But I don't need to rip stitches
All her norths are south
it isn't followed by her mouth
'Cause gametime

Running low on fallen angels to this weight
Too rhyme and not much reason
And too on my plate

Raised from two in blue
But we know that dog don't
Bleeding red in the corner from ol' Jack
The only thing to do is

Nothing is nothing spent
But you can back far enough to pay the rent
When it's

Walking through fire
Just to keep getting cold
The is sharp and getting higher
my luck still holds

Off the chain with both barrels
Jackie Brown
Clean, anointed and
Arguing the way down

Nobody here's seen like it
I they've got a point
And it's

And it's on, it's

Yeah,