Luyện nghe bài hát Gentleman

He that's ammi
That is ammi, but my amnes' way potent
I wanna fly away for a
I wanna say I four bricks in the ocean
Kit-Kats forever
They a toke, and start zoning
They at me, eyes Chinese
And say "bring me in on potion"
Like, I was in demon
With some shanks, billing demon spliffs
And I was with a demon
Doing demon shit on a dip
manna move evil wid it
Throw a pack over there, I wouldn't leave it him
I'm tryna be peaceful it
Got a problems, but I'm dealing with it
Mum said I've lost the plot, at least I never my crop
Last she pissed me off, yeah she love bitch a lot
But she does the job, I it out then send it off
I trust a lot, there's more than what they're letting on
times I've had the cops force me to park it off
Nuff times I've a don, I do my dirt and laugh it off
hearted dons, finish what you started off
Hella chitter-chatter when I back it you'll be off
Mum said "Back by 10: 00, there's somewhere we to go"
It's 9: 30 and I'm on the m-way, I doubt I'mma make it
Oh no, here we go, but I'm busy my cro
go to my drum, but I got buds
So let me just a quick smoke
Manna a bitch in my bedsheets
her the twi, tell her build something hefty
Dead front, but the clean deadly
But watch that a nigga still done plenty
I knew goon, way before you
Now I hear this wan' get me
Asked bro "should I do I do?"
He said "roll thru", bro shoulda let me

I tell a bitch be
I'm get the Willy Wonka Special
I know I no gentleman
up crash, and I'm wetting 'em
Dip, splash when I'm 'em
I'm Valley Bopping elegance
Ching, chang, I'm a
Your bad? That's irrelevant

hello, you can call me S
You've probably of me
I got the pengest on the ends
I probably slang it out to friends
I put in mad work for bread
civilians nearly got kweffed
Weren't tryna chip off the rassclart blem
in with the fluffiest food
Your nigga came in his pack on mute
Tell him put hands in the air
Put your packs in the air, let me rob that
home, i warned my goon
Bout man do up a few good moves
And you don't know that yute
watch that, me and him soon hit booth
Custard just passed it, asked bro how could he be so foolish
But the keep calling
You got a bag of but your stack's appalling
No love for an informant, I still swim in the opp boy waters
No for an informant, I still swim deep in the opp boy waters