Luyện nghe bài hát High Tunes

Up getting round 7 am
And my girl bitching about my friends
Because last was going to fuck in
I through the door cloud 9, cloud 10
Yeah that was round 4, say 3 ago
Now im smoking out the
out clothes
What im most in
My cargos,
carlo
When I of somewhere to go
I scan barcodes to see what its hitting for
Slamming my car door too hard you ride with me no more
I need a chain or a whip to get with these hoes
Word to the whacko, ain't fucking with me natural
Factual, studies show your go, hannibal
Trying to eat a nigga alive, thats this rap shit do
Them police is after you, getting mad at you
Jet life from this high cant see shit that matter to you
You trying to be the boy wonder what had happened to
I try to be the man I did more I plan to do
I did my thing I it before they could hand it to
Earthquake motor the im doing damage to
The pain, the murder, the doors is fool
You may die no lie, and this is true
Im online a dot com
Constructing these bars like im building a
in though I gotta be out of my mind
Im parked, im sparked, im chillin u can burn me
But niggas gotta stay outside
in the back, sunroof
Counting up a in the drive thru
Bass slapping, the gs ride to
Wonder this is, its high tunes
Diamond in the back,
Countin up a stack... I ride through
Got a stack in my shoe