Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

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

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

Yeah, I'm counting like the cashier
like I'm limited, grieving like it's my last year
My boy in and out the box, super 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 iced out, they just fooling
Running round town fakers, zirconian cubic,

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

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

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

never understood Martin Luther with his speech
With the whole world watching me, the other cheek
Never, so there's one left to die in the
'Cause his long arms happen to with his reach

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

You dream about the ho's that I dabble with
Balcony views, like a postcard, imagine
White stones, black steel, chrome
city's my doormat, bitch I'm home sweet home

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

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

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

Drugs for the living, Henny me for the body
Crosses for the power, bitches for the swiley
Pitbull, I bit my way out the cage, what's
Competition got me on the rampage,

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

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

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

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