Luyện nghe bài hát Group Home

[Intro: Thug]
I on my fears, yeah
I up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged my faith, yeah
And now I'm marryin' my dreams,

[Chorus:
I don't it, don't want it if it ain't mint
I smell codeine when I
I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't
You can't cry over scars, permanent
I put a Patek in traffic Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the home

[Verse 1:
Off the digital, no talk, all decimals
Cain and Abel, brains, one man, too impeccable
I talked to Jesus on my worst day
He me a millionaire, I'm talkin' to him everyday
All my littles if they can go out in Escalade
I share all my bitches with you my main bitch
I left my past behind with new
I left my heart in the streets, I'm
Had to find time to my residuals
I deserve royalty, livin' in a
I'm hustlin', make rent, you call the popo on me
I pistol whip a J for three dollars, you not owe me
Yeah, I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had
Yeah, he know I finessed him
the homies, they was 'bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the
I knew T-Money was gon' blow out his brains
I'm from the grave, I'm damn near insane
I so much crack, I got yayo still in my veins

Future]
I don't it, don't want it if it ain't meant
I smell when I piss
I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't
You can't cry scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, tone, I can't do wrong
We the weather, stick together like we from the group home

2: Young Thug]
'Bout to WCW my friend, I'm too wrong
Got a black 45 FN, I don't do
these niggas, I'm kickin' 'em out the loop, woah
I got a Plain Jane Patek and it's two-toned (Two, two!)
I dress up like it's (Yeah!)
12 cartridge for bastards (Yeah!)
swaggy, I'ma devil (Yeah!)
I got the in Cali (Cali!)
I got the kids a (Swerve!)
I bulletproof all the (On God!)
I'm bulletproofin' the (Blat!)
Blue diamonds like an (Yeah!)
Cut you off and dodge you like a Charger (Charger!)
I I liked her but I still didn't get her
I got back problems from gamblin' the night to mornin' (Night to mornin', yeah!)
You can fuck every one of my hoes except my (main bitch)
It's too hard to dedicate to you, I'm so scared of
I don't care to find out you was creepin' 'cause I'm doin' the same
My bitches temporary stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain't but bitches

[Chorus:
I don't want it, don't want it if it ain't
I spill codeine when I
I'm on it, I'm on it, I forget
You can't cry over scars permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo
I adapted, immaculate, I'm extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the home