Luyện nghe bài hát GT Performer

[Intro: Bronson]
It's me, me
Uh,

1: Action Bronson]
I got the big bag of Skittles, like Marshawn
No what, we never far from a bench
Never far from a stoup, never far from a
Never far from a main street, never far from a
Uh, we say fuck the Law say
Yeah, I pay the white on a beach
Tryin' to reach a place
I know there's more out there just us, right?
So when I fuck, I try to make a doctor this left nut
Or the world's greatest singer
something to this Earth before I leave it
And come back as some other motherfucker Steven
New Zealand
That don't smoke trees; you that I'm a fiend
That's not gonna work; I hope it's just a dream,
There's shark on the
As I on this mission, to go cop pays
From [???]
Five-hundred dimes, bodies by the P-P
Six-hundred pounds
Stuffed like in a Z-three
I to ride the pegs on a GT Performer

Smoke DZA]
Back of a GT

[Verse 2: Green R.
I burn wood, use no pussy heat to warm my chow with
Sleepin' on us, then we pinnin' back fuckin' eyelids
If you wanna taste my food, then I'm fuckin' wild'n
I'm tryin' to get to the millions, what you speak on is
Big with a pistol and a purpose
it up and stitch it back just like a surgeon
My size and structure'll leave you wordless
Chain-smokin' Skittles like I'm
tree is worthless
Hottest strain in the game, I know you it
But in the lab on some nerd shit
They used to me a drug lord
packs in hot summers
I put up 'em in hands, now I got a
And we it look easy
So I say that I did it, these motherfuckers don't believe me
I talk shit, but still that action, like Bronson
And never let 'em do me they did Nucky Thompson

[Hook: DZA]
of a GT Perfomer
Uh, some strong marijuana

[Verse 3: Smoke
Uh, I'm with the grammar, the Harlem glamour
The try to slander, I'm hater-proof with the banter
bag fulls of P's like I'm Santa
Green thumb, green hand like I'm Bruce
Keep my close, he a loose cannon
I'm slammin' them shots back
In the gamblin' spot,
Ramblin 'Pac
The nigga breathin', in some Y-3 boots
Your style see-through
it a hundred is what you hardly do
Shit, I'm godly,
On my '80s Heavy Metal, bumpin' Mötley
Mix the Skittle the Cookie, no [?]
Level I'm on, you'll never get here, even with
Too in my [?], they think it's Illuminati
They ain't even seen [?]
The cloudy
Bad bitch, I'mma pipe her like Rowdy
Shit, this bud got me

Smoke DZA]
Back of a GT
Uh, smokin' some strong
strong marijuana