Luyện nghe bài hát Get Away

LA, NC, NY, the Chi

Yea - hey
Yea

I wake up, hop out the
cologne on while I'm dressin
They hollin recessions, so my niggas out here stressin
But I'm live and breathin, so to me that there's a blessin
See is like a test that I ain't never got no F in
Steppin out today, I leave the crib
Mama out, I pray
That nobody gone put a weapon out this way
Cause I got no strap
And ever we hit Depression niggas don't know how to act
In fact, go some niggas there
Hatin I feel the
Me vs. you shining, like a diamond and silverware
Let ya'll feel the glare I go now
I'm riding through the city with the windows rolled
Shawty hollin, so I pull up her
I'm what's your name?
She told me boy you know me, don't no games
Now look they say you blowin up, hey is it fired up?
I say girl they wasn't kiddin they tubes tied up

I'm hey
god what a day
I gotta say it feels good to get
Where ain't stressin over shit they gotta pay
And tell me whats work play

All my hollin hey
Good god a day
Hey babygirl, tell me, can you get
Where nobody hollin bout the problems of the world
Its just me and my girl
Now all around they

Okay so word been spreadin,that I jetted to New York
I was up there my thang
So now folks I used to know is hollin out J. Cole!
I gotta chuckle cause I know they use to say
So who
in a name though, when niggas can't hang on your shoe strings
The flow insane plus I got that throw, that Lou Cain
in the winter, we bring, feelings of summer, Suzanne
We get them hooks like T-Pain and scoop them hoes like loose
Can you me? I'm just a boy straight out the Ville
These wanksta ass niggas gettin played out
You actin like you nigga you betta not
You talkin out yo' ass you finna get your rocked
This is where shoot em sideways
Boys gettin
Can't to fly so we get high to get away
Now here ladies, see we tryna get ya'll loose, pour it up
Take this juice we gone mix it this Goose, don't throw it up

I'm hey
Good god a day
I gotta say it feels to get away
Where ain't stressin over shit they gotta pay
And tell me whats work play

All my niggas hey
god what a day
Hey babygirl, me, can you get away
Where ain't hollin bout the problems of the world
Its just me and my favorite
Now all around holla

Yea - hey - yea