Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy

Aw, man man man man
We 'bout to go on
That's be cool, you
Hm, my

Lo, uh look, I'm with Mac, ducko
Tell Ducko when we hit the A, need hoes by the busload
But only the freaks, like women
That like thumbs in butt hole I told you I'm cutthroat
(Don't judge, though)
My east coast girls love the in-hoe dutch
Respect, the real gimme the up mode
Shit, gon' the internet as soon as it upload
I no, woman or man
Who make the mans but come with the plan
Off brands, might yo fam
you think you a man with that gun in yo hand
Stupid (I'm a man it)
Friday boy, you on yo crack
Friday, nigga, and I'm on Craigslist
'Cause I'm bored as shit and I wanna buy
I'm havin' with my cousin in the mall, broke, I couldn't buy nothin'
We got it poppin', got it live
But I been like my ride comin'
In my ride bumpin' at the light
Webbey on, bangin' savage
If my money there and that package
Oh, about to be a bloody snipe
I up on that walk in the room
She fo' rough sex
You pull up on a in the room
She is it up yet?
We ain't the same, nigga, enough
Oh, let me guess, you got us
Well, I don't care, I'm in the moment
And this a wrap like winnin'
Open to kill the game
Any last words? You hit the
You get a past
You be to even get the password
To the wifi, my niggas crash
Two rules, rule number two before yo herbs
Nigga, ask first, and number two before you steal my
I'd appreciate it if you'd ask
Nigga!

All of my is ready
You know that my is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on is heavy
All of my is ready
You know all my is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is
I'll sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em (hey nigga!)
I'll sell my soul for the dough (oh la la la)
Let 'em

Dumb clean, I'm dumb
to walk, now I run things
Seen every they tryna make us quit
But I never switched, I got one
We ball out, it's to ball now
I'm just livin' plans I draw out
In my girl be trippin' like it can't be
I can get a mistress a call now
But I'm chilling out, I put my down
Gotta get it 'cause they out here
Turnin' nothing into out here
our trap is boomin' beaming bunkin' out here
Lot of bitches, lot a women
But just find you one 'cause it ain't out here
They claim modelin' or servin' bottles
But in actuality they out here
Drop shit!

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

All of my is ready
Ya know my soldiers is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is
All of my soldiers is
You know my soldiers is ready
Benjies on is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is (hey nigga!)
I'll never 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 it, livin' dumb is perfect
Went from to merchin'
From all that work, it went silent to quote to quote
Comin' bitch were good here
Notice nurtures, what ya at dear?
In explosion of orgasm in my ear
I came to rumble, leave a few
And these rappers with some grand illusions
In the game like a intrusion
I want everything and the
Fuck the mule, act to ask
This is execution, the retribution
'Cause his parents hatin' tryna play the
But it still play the music, gettin' a mule-e
Bitch you yo rubik, I been makin' movies
I'm Stanley Kubrik, takin' back the 20s
Bitch, that's therapeutic, see the tryna cop the movies
We go convoluted, leave chances putrid
I can kill a goosey nigga, the wolfers
Based decisions on the fact we
Meet the hottest truly and they hardly
like OG Mac a rapper? I hardly knew it
'Cause you slightly or Europeanated
Fuck a simulation and imitations
They can't rap Cadey, this is innovation
Best me 'fore I take it, commas
Get eradicated for some drama
Trap but 'em junkers' comin'
Now I'm sellin' records and celebratin'
Seas all sybil but it's
'Cause my niggas and these streets is warming
So I sommersault, I to syndicate
All these wins and losses got us
Fuck yo and irritation
'Cause we seeds, did the irrigation
Now illustrated like a dobey made it
Infatuated with these racks
Neva fuck with lames, the combination of the conversation
a pimp ass, now you antiquated, been trashed
Yes, I made and gate it, never my soul, for the bin trash

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