Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Drinkin' Milk Now

Yeah,
Maestro wes

Chorus x2 [maestro wes]
It's wes y'all
I'm milk now
I'm drinkin' milk
I'm milk now

[maestro fresh
I learn to crawl, then I learn to walk
Then I learn to talk, I learn to rhyme
Suckers try to hock my
But serve ya
On the I murder
chump rappers
Since the days of gerber's baby food
The crazy dude the pablum, the bad one
I grab the mic just like a
Fly girls was jiggling, clinging to my
Wes, you was hitting skins as a
Yeah true but I was
Yeah, out shorty in the diapers
They're some big motherfuckers at the ciphers
knew that I be wealthy
They to say
"that baby boy talent, but his mouth is so filthy"
I worte rhymes to the beat
Had the, freedom of
But I couldn't reach, the tall glass of milk
On the table, my lyrics stable
But still I wasn't to get it
I didn't it, I paid it no mind
I wrote another fat rhyme at the of a dime
Now I'm hoping for the day to
So I can my dukes say, "wesley you son of a gun"

x2

[maestro fresh
No time for black
I wrote a killa rap, an illa track
back the similack
Graduated the formula, I had a scheme
was calling me, just like the pipe to a fiend
But still I had to play cool, couldn't play a
So many mcs, are dropping out of
To get a record deal, forget it hustle
Yo yo yo, how did fall off?
Got lost in the
Ho thought he was a
Every chick meet he romanced her
like a private dancer
But the music hobbes, is serious as cancer
No place for a rapper, that still wearing
if you're signed, you'll still got to struggle
And making fat beats is a piece of the puzzle
So props to the brother that made the clap
my labels gave me flack money had my back
Forget the pacifier and your
out with three cuts
Now everybody's on nuts
I got another rhyme, won't you it
So fine tune the mic, engineer and wreck it

x3

[maestro wes]
You know you got to go for self, yourself
Like krs said, you got to promote
a fact not a fable, (word)
Get out the
Or you'll be grippling with record label
No time to clown, if you want to stay around
Learn the business, and this ain't a
No time for dr. suess, or mother
You can rhyme and produce, but now you got to get
Just a piece of advice, now go your own
And that allowance you're getting money ain't gonna last
(what's ) another fat beat that I build
You it took a long time
But the drinking milk

x4

Outro fresh wes]
Yeah, going out to diggin' in the crates, main
We out