Luyện nghe bài hát Head Right

I know one day Ima it rich
Pile to the that's my sentiment
Working hard has never led to
You better get head right.
(x2)

I watch reactions lost on common
Solid state to in, hotter when I switch my cadence
a father to the odder segments, a lot to take in
They tie my laces just to get me racing,

I'm a forest fire on the nile, a pair of jumpmen
When I walk on water hold my style, scared to jump in?
Pumping brakes is all ya'll desire, burning skunk and branding
Turning pay to manning, heard that Satan's

So I'll save the track and just embrace the
the locker, raise the roof and set the offer
Waste the dude cause competition's to copper
I got the boppers,
pop the tops on bottles time I'm thought of

The competitions left me
I'll raise the product and the change on dotted lines
Sip the faded to pass the time
the weight until I peak the random finds, the classics mine
I'm on the roster, take the shelving out to see the

I know one day Ima it rich
Pile to the ceiling that's my
Working hard has never led to
You better get your right.
(x2)

2:

Love that taste of the raindrop on my tongue, everybody in the looking so fly
All up in the cut, wanna know why. Why I started Why I lost it?
Good amount of drugs in that truck already, wants a piece of it
In an even split, but I'm hungry. I change to become me?

Who'd I chase and race downstairs to defeat my fears in the dungeon
Wonderin how I'd get to the top again, with a pen to do all my huntin
Hit some homers while ya'll been buntin, take a minute to that
To replace my and to save some gas for the pace too fast in my orgy

If I faced my I'd be horny, save the best for last, that's the old me,
Don't rest that dash till the car done crash in the of the ass of the money.
Then collect that cash and replace the stash with the note to on the 'gun seat
All my tactics set with magic, so happy to be erratically

Guess tell that to the bar keep, to keep you from riding
Higher ground hiding, always the pilot.
Yes I am tune fining my writing. I'll have a shot with the giants
The thought of judgment makes me want it so lets start by

I one day Ima make it rich
to the ceiling that's my sentiment
Working hard has led to innocence
You get your head right.
(x4)