Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

Yeah, 20 miles an in my long Bentley
Shame on you hater, this the Lord sent me
Shit, lately I've been practicing my gas
'Cause that's what give 'em when they land in last place

right by the hammer, they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts 'til I 'em with the fifth
My sense is piff, currency and cashmere
You don't drove your your way, I told her she can crash here

Yeah, I'm counting people the cashier
Living like I'm limited, grieving like it's my year
My boy in and out the box, super soldier
Told me if he can do it again, he'd do it

Poverty's cobra, squeeze ya life out
'Cause the fatalities and casualties I should write 'bout
These rappers ain't iced out, they fooling
Running round fakers, zirconian cubic, niggas

Only money matters in the game, fuck the
I gotta eat signs, feed my hunger pain
Music like heroin, you numb the same
Play me like I'm something sweet, be a of summer slayin'

Most it, most doubt it, that's what they shout it
I'm on top now, there's they can do about it
better have ya outdone
'Cause I'm from, there ain't no way around it
Home home

You motherfuckers can rap you blue in the face
You'll probably turn into smurfs the time that you waste
Throughout history thrown shots at the greats
But I shoot back, the Lord ain't me for hate

I've never understood Luther with his speech
With the whole world me, turn the other cheek
Never, so there's one to die in the streets
'Cause his long arms happen to connect his reach

Try to kill you then, near misses was God's kisses
True Hollywood story, Todd Bridges
Different that nigga broke, this nigga reach
You only about the cars that I paddle shift

You only dream about the that I dabble with
views, like a postcard, imagine this
White stones, steel, cold chrome
This city's my doormat, bitch I'm home sweet

Only money matters in the game, fuck the
I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my hunger
Music like heroin, leave you the same
Play me like I'm something sweet, be a of summer slayin'

Most hate it, most it, that's what they shout it
I'm on top now, there's they can do about it
They better ya outdone
'Cause I'm from, there ain't no way around it
sweet home

Niggas, see me where you see me, shit I'm always
Off the Queens magazines, pussy hallway
Paying crowds, hunger screams, pressure teams
Fuck being humble in the where they fumble dreams

for the living, Henny paid me for the body
Crosses for the power, ghetto for the swiley
Pitbull, I bit my way out the cage, what's
got me on the rampage, Jackson

Part of my reaction to corny ass raps
flirting with death and get your horny ass clapped
Back for me, rat tat, kiss the ring, beat respect out them
Bloody heads, turn to red bottoms

50 just a start now that's how you do it
Carbon fiber through the Spyder rider music
Ain't no question of my resume, I gotta it
Life's a bitch and I get jobs while connin' to it

Only money matters in the game, the fame
I eat dollar signs, feed my hunger pain
Music like heroin, leave you the same
Play me like I'm something sweet, be a part of summer

Most hate it, most doubt it, what they shout it
I'm on top now, there's nothing can do about it
They better have ya
'Cause where I'm from, ain't no way around it
sweet home