Luyện nghe bài hát In the Bag

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

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

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

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

All my life I been a up, never did anything right
That's why I'm fucked up
My mom pray to Christ
somebody to save me (Somebody save that boy)
But I'm way too motherfucking (No one can save that boy)
All the kids is drugs (Drugs)
just want to break the law and find someone to fuck
(They wanna find to fuck)
doing as they 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 that say wealthy on my steering wheel
Brand new model made me waffles and some cereal
That's what I a good morning
Your mom work an extra job to get you Jordans
Just so you could up at your school looking fresh and
I don't know you, but me, I'm important (I'm so gorgeous)
You got money in your pocket, you the
You got everything you want and on your dick
A couple grand got you like the man
walking tall til they trip
They just cut the check, you had to go and cop the
Drive up to ex's crib and tell her she ain't shit
There's just something about the money, a motherfucker crazy
When I die, me in my Mercedes, god damn

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

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

my shit
Bumping my
my shit
Bumping my