Luyện nghe bài hát In the Bag

So this the music that white people mad
Yeah, this the shit to blow speakers out
This the shit you about
You can the world, it's up for grabs
Leave with everything 'cause is in the bag

I was younger, I was just a little wild motherfucker
Tryna be all the people on television
They had all the that I wanted, all the cars and all the extras
Anything money could buy, they was millions
I was tryna get to pimping, I was tryna blow up talking
That boy got the devil in him, swear he a exorcism
I'm all by myself, got no
Keep it real in a world that's filled with
You to talk about your problems
Don't you the life you lived was motherfucking awesome
Don't you you had all the pussy, too much money you could spend
You could get away and never see shitty life again

So this the that made white people mad
Yeah, this the to blow your speakers out
This the shit you dream
You can have the world, up for grabs
Leave everything 'cause everything is in the bag

We never with this shit
Here we come with that
I ain't stressing, I worried 'bout nothing, don't trip
It's amazing all the shit that I be out with
Shit is real, 'em chill
on bumping my shit

All my I been a fuck up, never did anything right
why everyday I'm fucked up
My mom pray to Christ
Asking somebody to me (Somebody save that boy)
But I'm way too motherfucking crazy (No one can that boy)
All the kids is doing (Drugs)
They just want to break the law and someone to fuck
(They wanna find to fuck)
Nobody doing as told (Little bad ass kids)
out of control (Fuck it, that's just how it is)
I'm made, dream came true, I'm a miracle
Every time I put my dick inside a bitch, it's
Got the whip that say wealthy on my steering
Brand new model bitch made me waffles and some
what I call a good morning
Your mom work an job just to get you Jordans
Just so you could show up at your school looking and
I don't know 'bout you, but me, I'm (I'm so gorgeous)
You got money in pocket, you the shit
You got everything you want and bitches on dick
A couple got you feeling like the man
Everybody tall til they trip
They just cut the check, you had to go and cop the
Drive up to your ex's and tell her she ain't shit
There's just about the money, make a motherfucker crazy
When I die, bury me in my Mercedes, god

So this the music that made people mad
Yeah, this the to blow your speakers out
the shit you dream about
You can the world, it's up for grabs
with everything 'cause everything is in the bag

We never done this shit
Here we come with that
I stressing, I ain't worried bout nothing, don't trip
It's amazing all the shit that I be out with
is real, tell 'em chill
Keep on bumping my

my shit
Bumping my
Bumping my
Bumping my