Luyện nghe bài hát Grew Up Fast

(David Ruffin)
Sometimes I think it
And my poor wants to die about it
Woooooo about the sweet love I lost
And the way I got crossed
By a guy who was my friend, I see him now and
But I pretend I'm doing fine, when I'm to lose my mind
[Verse 1: J.
N*gga I grew up fast, blew up fast
Money fallin out my pockets I got too much
Can't fit nothin in her she got too much ass, like goddamn!
if you must ask..
We from the of hard knocks but your crew cut class!
Half white but think I got a Klu Klux pass,
When I'm up in the V, police be f*ckin' me,
No sir no all I got here is this f*ckin' degree,
along cocksucker ain't nothin to see!
Unless you blockbusters, you n*ggas is not Russell,
You more - me I'm more Biggie,
No diss to the boy im just rappin', get bored quickly.
Just to make up for line invite him on tour with me,
Show him the game let him these wh*res with me!
Run they doors with me, hit the Ritz-Carlton for the night,
Leave him there with two probably change a n*gga life right,
up Vanessa, I loved you that one semester..
Thanks to my I balled like Uncle Fester.
Thinkin about the board I use to above the dresser.
Half the sh*t I wrote I did it, its old now got-
New goals, plus my on Manute Bol,
Funny how my old is suddenly my new lows.
Tired of chick sayin she models before she swallow.
So I f*ck with hat tricks, b*tches with a few goals.

N*ggas askin' me how I feel- how ya feel?
Coleee!
[Verse 2: J.
Not even slightly in what ya opinion is
I greater purpose then a hater purpose
I'mma paper, hustle just to relax later
Serve n*ggas and bring that's a waiter's purpose
how I made em nervous, n*ggas is shakin, I know they fakin'
Okay you a killer right, and Miss Cleo is
And Bob Marley is Haitian and me and datin'
And Jesus Christ be hatin, got mad love from
For fuckin Sanaa Lathan while Good is waitin'
I'm the deadbeat of your little brother
In other goddamnit I'm a bad motherf*cker!
It's Cole, it's only I brought back the soul,
Y'all got way too electro, damn techno,
homo, way too metro,
Hennesy XO, Cole special,
Style like Tribe Called Quest Death Row,
Learn somethin boy, yo a*s up!
n*gga, if you was liquor I'd probably throw yo a*s up
Matter a fact, if you was grass, I'd mow yo a*s up
Last call for you old n*ggas go and yo last cup
[Outro: J.
Yea, yea, yea yea, Cole
This n*gga Ib...he's a
He told me to talk shit to you n*ggas, so I'mma my shit
Dreamville in the
I know what y'all want me to talk about, what want to me to discuss
But we'll get to that later; bitch ass n*ggas...
My n*gga Big Sean in the
My Canei on the beat..