Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy

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

Lo, uh look, I'm with Mac, ducko
Tell when we hit the A, I'mma need hoes by the busload
But only the freaks, like 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 real gimme the up mode
Shit, gon' the internet as soon as it upload
I trust no, or man
Who make the mans but don't come with the
Off brands, might yo fam
'Cause you think you a man that gun in yo hand
Stupid (I'm a man it)
boy, you on yo crack shit
It's Friday, nigga, and I'm on
I'm bored 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 ready like my comin'
In my ride bumpin' at the light
on, bangin' savage life
If my money there and that right
Oh, about to be a bloody snipe
I up on that walk in the room
She fo' rough sex
You up on a y'all in the room
She askin' is it up
We ain't the same, nigga, enough
Oh, let me guess, you got us
Well, I don't care, I'm in the present
And this a wrap like winnin'
time 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 nerds
Two rules, rule two before yo pass herbs
Nigga, ask first, and two before you steal my flow
I'd it if you'd ask first
Nigga!

All of my soldiers is
You know my soldiers is ready
Benjies on is heavy, man
Benjies on is heavy
All of my is ready
You know all my 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 (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 where they tryna us quit
But I switched, I got one team
We out, it's time to ball now
I'm just livin' plans that I 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 bluffing out
Turnin' into something out here
our trap is boomin' beaming bunkin' out here
Lot of bitches, sorry lot a
But just 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 soldiers is
So cross my line if you to
Just make you know where you headin'
I keep real ones in my
It's real ones in this section (only the real)
So if you ain't here, don't get
But you probably getting accepted
Gates, I don't get tired
I get high and I get
I take my mind and I get it
I get autopilot
I get my beats neat, pilot
You see what I did there? I'm on my
Get on yo 'cause 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 is heavy
All of my is ready
You that my soldiers is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is (hey nigga!)
never 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

Aye, aye, I love it, livin' dumb is
Went from to merchin'
From all that work, it went silent to quote to quote
Comin' were good over here
Notice nurtures, ya lookin' at dear?
In clothin' of orgasm in my ear
I came to rumble, a few contusions
And these rappers with some grand illusions
In the like a home intrusion
I want and the restitution
the mule, I'mma act to ask
This is execution, the retribution
'Cause his hatin' tryna play the music
But it still play the music, gettin' a mule-e
you made 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 they putrid
I can kill a goosey nigga, the wolfers
Based decisions on the we winnin'
Meet the hottest and they hardly humid
They OG Mac a rapper? I hardly knew it
'Cause you slightly or Europeanated
a simulation and these imitations
They can't rap with Cadey, is innovation
Best me 'fore I take it, commas
Get eradicated for simple drama
Trap but 'em junkers' comin'
Now I'm sellin' records and celebratin'
Seas all but it's complicated
'Cause my niggas hungry and streets is warming
So I sommersault, I need to
All these and losses got us motivated
yo frustration and irritation
'Cause we seeds, did the irrigation
Now it's illustrated a dobey made it
Infatuated with extra racks
Neva fuck lames, it's the combination of the conversation
a pimp ass, now you antiquated, been trashed
Yes, I made and gate it, never sold my soul, for the bin

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