Luyện nghe bài hát In the Bag

So this the that made 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 everything 'cause everything 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 bitches that I wanted, all the cars and all the
Anything money could buy, they was spending
I was tryna get to pimping, I was blow up talking demolition
That boy got the devil in him, swear he need a
I'm all by myself, got no
Keep it real in a world that's filled with
You want to talk about your
Don't you wish the life you 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 music made white people mad
Yeah, the shit 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 with this shit
Here we come that shit
I ain't stressing, I ain't worried 'bout nothing, don't
amazing all the shit that I be coming out with
Shit is real, 'em chill
Keep on bumping my

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

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

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

Bumping my
my shit
Bumping my
my shit