Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy

Aw, man man man man
We to go on tour
be cool, thank you
Hm, my

Lo, uh look, I'm with Mac, goin'
Tell Ducko when we hit the A, I'mma hoes by the busload
But only the freaks, they women
That like thumbs in thei' butt hole I you I'm cutthroat
(Don't judge, though)
My east coast love the in-hoe dutch mode
Respect, the niggas gimme the up mode
Shit, gon' crash the internet as as it upload
I trust no, or man
Who make the mans but don't with the plan
Off brands, might yo fam
'Cause you you a man with that gun in yo hand
(I'm a man without it)
Friday boy, you on yo crack
It's Friday, nigga, and I'm on
'Cause I'm as shit and I wanna buy somethin'
I'm havin' flashbacks with my cousin in the mall, broke, I buy nothin'
We got it poppin', got it live
But I been like my ride comin'
In my ride at the traffic light
Webbey on, bangin' life
If my money there and that package
Oh, about to be a bloody snipe
I pull up on that walk in the
She askin' fo' sex
You pull up on a in the room
She is it up yet?
We ain't the same, nigga, said
Oh, let me guess, you got us
Well, I don't care, I'm in the present
And this a wrap like presents
Open to kill the game
Any last You hit the hood
You get a past
You be lucky to get the password
To the wifi, my crash nerds
Two rules, rule number two before yo herbs
Nigga, ask first, and number two before you steal my
I'd it if you'd ask first
Nigga!

All of my is ready
You know that my is ready
Benjies on is heavy, man
Benjies on is heavy
All of my soldiers is
You know all my soldiers is
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on is heavy
never sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em (hey nigga!)
I'll never sell my soul for the (oh la la la)
Let 'em

clean, I'm dumb clean
Used to walk, now I run
Seen every where they tryna us quit
But I never switched, I got one
We ball out, it's to ball now
I'm just plans that I draw out
In my girl be trippin' like it can't be
I can get a mistress with a now
But I'm chilling out, I put my phone
Gotta get it 'cause they out here
nothing into something out here
'Cause our trap is boomin' beaming out here
Lot of bitches, sorry lot a
But find you one 'cause it ain't nothin' out here
They claim modelin' or servin' bottles
But in actuality fuckin' out here
Drop shit!

All of my soldiers is
Ya know that my is ready
So cross my if you want to
Just make you know where you headin'
I keep ones in my section
It's only real ones in this (only the real)
So if you ain't here, don't get
But you probably getting accepted
Kevin Gates, I get tired
I get high and I get
I take my and I get inside it
I get autopilot
I get my beats neat, pilot
You see what I did I'm on my shit
Get on yo side I'm with my clique
And fuck a hater, nigga, they my shit, watch!

All of my is ready
Ya that my soldiers is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is
All of my is ready
You know that my is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on is heavy (hey nigga!)
I'll sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em (hey nigga!)
I'll never sell my for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em

Aye, aye, I love it, livin' is perfect
Went mobbin' to merchin'
all that work, it went from silent to quote to quote
Comin' bitch were good over
Notice nurtures, ya lookin' at dear?
In explosion of orgasm in my ear
I came to rumble, leave a few
And these average with some grand illusions
In the game like a intrusion
I want and the restitution
the mule, I'mma act to ask
This is execution, the retribution
'Cause his parents hatin' play the music
But it still the music, gettin' played's a mule-e
Bitch you made yo rubik, I been makin'
I'm Stanley Kubrik, takin' back the 20s
Bitch, therapeutic, see the planets tryna cop the movies
We go convoluted, they chances putrid
I can kill a goosey nigga, the wolfers
Based decisions on the fact we
Meet the hottest truly and they humid
They like OG Mac a I hardly knew it
'Cause you slightly stupid or
a simulation and these imitations
They can't rap with Cadey, is innovation
Best accommodate me 'fore I it, commas
Get for some simple drama
Trap dilapidated but 'em comin'
Now I'm records and they celebratin'
all sybil but it's complicated
'Cause my niggas and these streets is warming
So I sommersault, I need to
All these wins and losses got us
yo frustration and irritation
'Cause we plantin' seeds, did the
Now it's illustrated like a made it
Infatuated with extra racks
Neva fuck lames, it's the combination of the conversation
That's a ass, now you antiquated, been trashed
Yes, I made and it, never sold my soul, for the bin trash

All of my soldiers is
Ya know that my is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on is heavy
All of my soldiers is
Ya know that my soldiers is
Benjies on is heavy, man
on benjies is heavy
I'll never my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em
I'll never my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em
I'll never sell my soul for the (oh la la la)
Let 'em
I'll never my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em