Luyện nghe bài hát High Tunes

Up high round 7 am
And my girl start bitching about my
Because last niggas was going to in
I through the door cloud 9, cloud 10
Yeah that was round 4, say 3 ago
Now im out the crib
picking out
What im most in
My cargos,
monte
When I think of to go
I barcodes trying to see what its hitting for
Slamming my car door too you cant ride with me no more
I dont need a chain or a whip to get these hoes
Word to the homie whacko, ain't fucking me natural
Factual, show your bitches go, hannibal
to eat a nigga alive, thats what this rap shit do
Them police is you, niggas getting mad at you
Jet life from this high cant see shit that matter to you
You trying to be the boy they what had happened to
I try to be the man I did more then I 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 is suicide fool
You may die no lie, and this is very
Im like a dot com
Constructing these bars im building a prison
in though I gotta be out of my mind
Im parked, im sparked, im u can burn with me
But them niggas gotta stay
in the back, sunroof
Counting up a in the drive thru
slapping, what the gs ride to
Wonder what this is, its high
in the back, sunroof
Countin up a stack... when I through
Got a stack in my shoe