Luyện nghe bài hát Hello To The End

I done seen every nigga in the get rich
Oh how do they forget
Oh I ain't got for a regret
We gon put the game in a chokehold til they submit

1]
Sick dog the vet
They left me hangin by my
Had to find the
Cuz wasn't splitin checks
Came up on the
How you playin nice
Check my back the knife
Vice Haus comin
I was for a 9 to 5
Filling out
But I just came up off a
So the fuck is you sayin
Southside under oath
Gold Grammy I one of those
Fake friends baby are those
Wheels like a 100 spokes
disappear like Mason Betha
Think they somethin better
Hope God hold yo up
Cuz boy we from the legs up
These thinkin they did somethin
Twitter got these gassed
But we the was runnin
dem hoes in da past

I done seen every nigga in the city get
Oh how quick do they
Oh I ain't got for a regret
We gon put the game in a til they submit bitch
Let em in, let me in
This ain't but revenge
to the Vice Haus nigga
Where that funny ends
No these ain't your friends
No niggas ain't your friends
Say goodbye to the guy
Say to the end

2]
Kawasaki kick
City leanin on ya
Y'all had years
Couldn't make a plan
some one hit wonders
Every last one of y'all
Swear to God man I'm done with
Ask God boy I'm done wit
Too busy poppin
Guess you that nigga after all
fast with a faster fall
Turnover its basketball
So what the fuck is we
No Pat Ewing
Phone off trap
off trap boomin
I put whole thang on my mama I'm runnin up commas until we extinct
I'm runnin on premium, these medium, bruh what the fuck did u think
We do not flip flop boys Love & Hip Hop
wit niggas and bitches forever boy you was never the tip top
Boy this hot