Luyện nghe bài hát In the Bag

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

When I was younger, I was a little wild motherfucker
Tryna be all the people on television
had all the bitches 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 blow up talking demolition
That boy got the devil in him, he need a exorcism
I'm all by myself, got no
Keep it real in a that's filled with politicians
You want to talk about your
Don't you wish the you lived was motherfucking awesome
Don't you wish you had all the pussy, too money you could spend
You could get away and never see your shitty life

So this the music 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 done this shit
Here we come with shit
I stressing, I ain't worried 'bout nothing, don't trip
It's amazing all the that I be coming out with
Shit is real, 'em chill
Keep on my shit

All my life I been a fuck up, did anything right
That's why everyday I'm up
My mom to Jesus Christ
Asking somebody to me (Somebody save that boy)
But I'm way too motherfucking (No one can save that boy)
All the kids is doing (Drugs)
They just want to break the law and find to fuck
(They wanna find to fuck)
Nobody doing as told (Little bad ass kids)
Everyone out of control (Fuck it, that's how it is)
I'm made, dream came true, I'm a miracle
Every time I put my inside a bitch, it's spiritual
Got the whip that say wealthy on my steering
Brand new model bitch made me waffles and cereal
That's what I call a good
Your mom work an extra job to get you Jordans
so you could show up at your school looking fresh and
I don't know 'bout you, but me, I'm (I'm so gorgeous)
You got money in your pocket, you the
You got everything you want and on your dick
A couple got you feeling like the man
Everybody tall til they trip
just cut the check, you had to go and cop the whip
Drive up to your ex's crib and her she ain't shit
There's just something about the money, make a motherfucker
When I die, me in my Mercedes, god damn

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

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

Bumping my
my shit
Bumping my
my shit