Luyện nghe bài hát God Bless The Summer

[Verse 1: Dave
If you owe man, then pay that man
Look around, I stood my ground, can't say I ran
I was taught, somebody take something, you his hand
And I was taught, you make something? You take a chance
The way I see it, these gon' kill theyself
How the fuck you keepin' it real? You real with yourself
Many on the Ocho, duckin' suckas and popo'
This Gucci without the
I don't no Polo, I'm boujee now
I bring some to bring some goonies out
They used to ask for credit, I dead it, a root canal
I get to that later, I'm in the booth for now
Pistol in your mouth gon' do more than chip your smile
I played basketball with, is shooters now
I did the highway with work, I know how a state troopers
It feel like they to kill me
I'm out the way, they booked Meek for a wheelie
Treat us like animals, but we get fly the Air Force
I been on that Ace of Spades, these niggas on
Aim it at his head, and try to knock that nigga off
Skrrt, the Benz off, pay attention when men talk
Notice I men
Dope like the
I watched a fiend head spin, hard to go to bed since
Blood splatter all in car, leave you with red tint
Came up with a plan for this paper, been gettin' since
Tyra said I should model, gettin' head since
They made a sweep, and my niggas been in the fed
They came askin' questions, we never said shit
Gang started followin', soon as I said Crip
I know on my Instagram
Clap the heat, happy feet, you them niggas ran
I don't call family, unless they really fam'
If a don't get 'em, I guarantee a milli' can

2: Vado]

Try to manage your vibe
A fake friend could do more than five enemies
When it's chicken, it's beef, like Fried
Bring your instrument, we have us a live symphony
In a alley, we be like [?]
scenes, I squeeze like Mike Lowrey
All you see is and signs, [?] rally
Red suit, new [?], white Bally's
Real shit, your own men hate
I don't wanna hear you get dough, 'less you
I'm open the door, look like inner-space
5-6-0 with the chrome plates
Get it straight, i'm from, you had to

I hit the scaffle it, that brown bag, I hit it

[Bridge: East]
I don't call niggas family, they really fam'
I call niggas family, 'less they really fam'
I don't call niggas family, they really fam'
I don't call niggas family, 'less really fam'

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