Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

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

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

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

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

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

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

You motherfuckers can rap 'til you blue in the
You'll probably turn smurfs with the time that you waste
history they thrown shots at the greats
But I shoot back, the ain't designed me for hate

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

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

You only about the ho's that I dabble with
Balcony views, like a postcard, this
White stones, black steel, cold
This my doormat, bitch I'm home sweet home

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

Most hate it, most doubt it, that's what shout it
I'm on top now, there's nothing they can do it
better have 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 seen
Off the Queens magazines, pussy scenes
Paying crowds, hunger screams, crumbles teams
Fuck being in the jungle 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, happening
got me on the rampage, Jackson

Part of my to they corny ass raps
Keep flirting with death and get horny ass clapped
Back for more me, rat tat, kiss the ring, respect out them
Bloody heads, turn Timbalands to red

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

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

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