Luyện nghe bài hát Grew Up Fast

(David Ruffin)
Sometimes I think it
And my poor heart 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, I'm about to lose my mind
[Verse 1: J.
N*gga I grew up fast, then blew up
fallin out my pockets I got too much cash
Can't fit nothin in her pockets she got too ass, like goddamn!
if you must ask..
We from the school of hard knocks but your cut class!
Half white but don't think I got a Klu 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,
Move along cocksucker ain't to see!
Unless you blockbusters, you n*ggas is not Russell,
You more Diggy - me I'm Biggie,
No to the young boy im just rappin', get bored quickly.
Just to make up for that line invite him on with me,
Show him the let him finagle these wh*res with me!
Run through they doors me, hit the Ritz-Carlton for the night,
him there with two dykes probably change a n*gga life right,
What up Vanessa, I you that one semester..
Thanks to my I balled like Uncle Fester.
Thinkin about the board I use to have the dresser.
Half the sh*t I down I did it, its old now got-
New goals, plus my on Manute Bol,
Funny how my old is suddenly my new lows.
of every chick sayin she models before she swallow.
So I only f*ck with hat tricks, b*tches a few goals.

N*ggas keep askin' me how I how ya feel?
Coleee!
[Verse 2: J.
Not even slightly interested in what ya is
I gotta greater purpose a hater purpose
I'mma stack paper, hustle just to later
Serve n*ggas and bring change that's a purpose
Look how I made em nervous, n*ggas is shakin, I they fakin'
Okay you a killer right, and Miss Cleo is
And Bob Marley is and me and Beyonce datin'
And Jesus Christ be hatin, got mad love from
For fuckin Sanaa Lathan while Good is waitin'
I'm the deadbeat father of little brother
In words goddamnit I'm a bad motherf*cker!
It's Cole, it's only right I back the soul,
Y'all got way too electro, damn techno,
homo, way too metro,
Hennesy XO, Cole special,
Style like Tribe Quest meets Death Row,
Learn boy, grow yo a*s up!
Cheap n*gga, if you was liquor I'd 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
J. Cole]
Yea, yea, yea yea, World
This n*gga Ib...he's a
He told me to shit to you n*ggas, so I'mma talk my shit
in the building
I what y'all want me to talk about, what y'all want to me to discuss
But we'll get to later; them bitch ass n*ggas...
My n*gga Big Sean in the
My Canei on the beat..