Luyện nghe bài hát H.G.T.V.

Half a year later, still ain't heard an greater
The natives want me out of the office, on the pavement
at the top know the king is nothin' to play with
9 to 5 money is just as as the grave shift
El presidenté, Blowbama, by ya
next to me in every picture, Osama
Oh mama, question my starting line up
You only find a diamond diggin' like coal miners
Don't listen to 'em,
The rappers talkin' next year will be Uber drivers (Fuck 'em)
Chanel dad hats, but you don't that they got 'em
door shopper, they rotate the wall
So you never see me as you rotate the mall
330 spin, cook a steak up on this
Me myself and I, we like a in the wheel
Rolls emblem, Black
Pull in a neighborhood I blend in
Album of the year contender every
The kitchen's of work, it's blenders everywhere
Blended everywhere that do the most
They never seen with him so fuck his ghost
man, timepiece with the invisible hands
MJ, remember the time counted in sand hourglass
But mine with purse and heels
And the DIY Gucci with the crest and
It's too far gone when the realest real
I walk amongst the clouds so your ain't real
niggas Call of Duty cause their killings ain't real
With a questionable pen so the feelin' ain't
Rap's John
I can paint the picture with the words if you (shh)
The been lowered, the well's run dry
beefin' over melodies, but no, not I (yugh)
See I'm so top 5
If they factor in the truth I might blow by