Luyện nghe bài hát Half - Time

[Verse 1: Twelvyy]
some intimate thoughts In a porsche
Sipping through a straw
You wanted war get through her sure
I was bored, tried to get me a
Not a or a whore
I'm talking rank, trying to settle the
Diamond to dog, living like the in the air
Peace to my earth, I swear that she the mom of the
on my turf, ducking all the monitors here
Beating the dirt, success is kilometers near
Stuck at my worst, karma talking in my ears
I'm writing this verse, time I met with my fears
Quarter-century but way way ahead of my
I gone since Daquan seen him dead at the stairs
Stay strapped
lack though
Watch back though
Word to Fat Joe, we let them ninety-nine more
This the city called the apple
Now you know if you know, nigga better pop a Snapple

[Verse 2: Meechy
in the room like
While the room is like the bitch in exorcist head is
My mind is on lettuce
chase
Shrooms
the road is infinite
No chain, no
No Range, no
My rhymes be shittin on lives of you into
It ironic I use a number 2 pencil
pay homage if ever we you bump into
Shotty pump hit you, momma grab the
Extra magazine a nigga want a issue
Saint Laurant i'm like Fonz with a pistol (ayy)
In broad day I'll any issue
And any damsel in distress if she into
niggas, and I ain't talkin about the presidents
Or the evil
Never see the bench again, All 4
It's pure slaughter
All aboard cause it's all water

[Verse 3: Arc Elliott]
The messiah and the
Pen prolific and now i'm off nice dro
Thoughts gifted i'm not existing ho
I hit her once shawty like the iPhone
So I shine regal for the people and
One for my girl, 2 kiss for my momma
Parted from my pain won't
This is missions on wage
Until i'm dug up out the reincarnate
Pour her ass on the glass off the
I get around, 2Pac, just the song say
Gold frame of thought fuck your this is Fonzay
The of the comic-con
I'm up for the common kind
I told you pigs I ain't fond of
I got my own shit, you ride in mine huh?
And we causing ramadan and you not a
Need a you can cry upon

Meechy Darko]
(X2)
Run from the ops, shots and maintain
Timbs butterscotch, at all aims
I ain't never flop my name of fame
Drunk drive and lanes
we get (High)
Learn from the block we to get paid
YSL
J's is all
Never ever flop my hall of fame
drive and swerve lane
we get (High)