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 need by the busload
But only the freaks, they like
That like thumbs in butt hole I told you I'm cutthroat
(Don't judge, though)
My east coast girls 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 come with the
Off brands, sweaner yo fam
'Cause you think you a man with gun in yo hand
(I'm a man without it)
Friday boy, you on yo crack
Friday, nigga, and I'm on Craigslist
'Cause I'm bored as 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 my ride comin'
In my ride at the traffic light
Webbey on, savage life
If my money there and package right
Oh, about to be a bloody snipe
I pull up on that in the room
She fo' rough sex
You pull up on a y'all in the
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 winnin'
Open time to kill the
Any last You hit the hood
You won't get a
You be to even get the password
To the wifi, my niggas crash
Two rules, rule number two before yo pass
Nigga, ask first, and two before you steal my flow
I'd it if you'd ask first
Nigga!

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

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

All of my is ready
Ya know that my soldiers is
So cross my if you want to
Just sure 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 ain't accepted
Kevin Gates, I don't get
I get high and I get
I take my and I get inside it
I get autopilot
I get my neat, auto pilot
You see what I did I'm on my shit
Get on yo side 'cause I'm my clique
And fuck a hater, nigga, they my shit, watch!

All of my soldiers is
Ya know my soldiers is ready
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is
All of my is ready
You know my soldiers is ready
Benjies on is heavy, man
on benjies is heavy (hey nigga!)
I'll never sell my 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 mobbin' to
From all that work, it went silent to quote to quote
Comin' bitch good over here
Notice nurtures, what ya lookin' at
In clothin' explosion of in my ear
I came to rumble, leave a few
And rappers average with some grand illusions
In the game like a intrusion
I want and the restitution
Fuck the mule, act to ask
This is execution, sign the
his parents hatin' tryna play the music
But it still play the music, played's a mule-e
Bitch you made yo rubik, I been makin'
I'm like Stanley Kubrik, takin' the 20s
Bitch, that's therapeutic, see the tryna cop the movies
We go convoluted, leave chances putrid
I can a goosey nigga, fuck the wolfers
decisions on the fact we winnin'
Meet the truly and they hardly humid
They like OG Mac a rapper? I knew it
'Cause you slightly or Europeanated
a simulation and these imitations
They can't rap Cadey, this is innovation
Best accommodate me 'fore I take it,
Get eradicated for some drama
Trap dilapidated but 'em junkers'
Now I'm records and they celebratin'
Seas all sybil but it's
'Cause my niggas hungry and these 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 like a made it
Infatuated with these extra
Neva fuck with lames, it's the combination of the
That's a 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 that my soldiers is ready
Benjies on is heavy, man
Benjies on benjies is
All of my soldiers is
Ya know that my soldiers is
on benjies is heavy, man
Benjies on 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 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