Luyện nghe bài hát Half - Time

[Verse 1: A$AP
This some intimate In a porsche
Sipping cris' through a
You war trying get through her sure
I was bored, tried to get me a
Not a bitch or a
I'm talking rank, to settle the score
to dog, living like the kind in the air
Peace to my earth, I that she the mom of the year
Peace on my turf, ducking all the monitors
Beating the dirt, success is like near
at my worst, karma talking dead in my ears
I'm writing this verse, same time I met with my
but way way ahead of my years
I been gone since Daquan seen him dead at the
strapped though
Never lack
Watch back though
Word to Fat Joe, we let them clap more
the city called the rotten apple
Now you know if you didn't know, nigga better pop a

[Verse 2: Darko]
Sitting in the room
While the room is spinning like the bitch in exorcist is
My mind is always on
chase
Shrooms
the road is infinite
No chain, no
No Range, no
My rhymes be on lives of rappers you into
It ain't ironic I use a 2 pencil
Better pay homage if ever we you into
pump hit you, momma grab the tissue
Extra magazine make a nigga want a
Saint Laurant leather i'm like with a pistol (ayy)
In broad day I'll any issue
And any damsel in distress if she into
Dead niggas, and I talkin about the presidents
Or the residents
see the bench again, All 4 quarters
It's pure slaughter
All aboard bitch cause it's all

[Verse 3: Arc Elliott]
The messiah and the
Pen prolific and now i'm twisted off dro
gifted i'm not existing tonight ho
I hit her once slide shawty like the
So I shine for the people and parana
One kiss for my girl, 2 for my momma
Parted my pain won't dissipate
is missions on minimum wage
Until i'm dug up out the grave;
Pour her ass on the off the bombay
I get around, 2Pac, like the song say
Gold frame of thought fuck your loss is Fonzay
The of the comic-con
I'm blowing up for the common
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 shoulder you can cry

[Outro: Meechy
(X2)
Run from the ops, duck shots and
butterscotch, Balmain at all aims
I ain't never flop my name of fame
Drunk and swerve lanes
we get (High)
Learn from the block we to get paid
YSL
J's is all
ever flop my name hall of fame
Drunk drive and swerve
we get (High)