Luyện nghe bài hát Ironic

[Verse 1:
Made a little paper now it ironic
Said I make it never make it out the projects
But they there now ain't it ironic
My pockets do my shit so bolic
Can't fit it in my wallet I don't sniff
high y'all niggas can't cop it
Had a fucked up life for the world swap it
One hell of a story might aswell make a
My brother died young round the same time as
So this ain't nothing new my was cold from the giddy
While niggas in the tryna get all pretty
I'm fighting with the bouncers get my in with me
Spent in the cold, sipping on gold
not what you deserve get what your hand hold
Forever y'all for violating the code
Bitch feeling all she gotta do is blow

That mother fucker and motherfucker
I ain't nothing 'em I'm that motherfucker
You bag who?
I ain't motherfucker
It's a war going on take that
Catch a fade now got the cannons motherfucker
We can trade where you standing motherfucker
Leave your boy tryna tell you motherfucker
niggas get hit they some telling motherfuckers

[Verse 2:
Everything you tryna do I did
if you wished me death I already lived
And came up considerably came from
bite the hand that feed you one day may get you rich
Is the in this conflicting myth of better living
The worst comes more remember this
Hate is no different to love ain't genuine
Art imitates life I convey
I prepared for them
Dreams I'm fulfilling
Odds I overcame are
You find out who when charges are federal
Weak links exposed when once inseparable
A chain reaction praise you had in the
Ain't the same when you change your
I stay adapting to it happen
And made it out the same place you in

That mother fucker and motherfucker
I ain't like 'em I'm that motherfucker
You body bag
I ain't motherfucker
It's a war going on that motherfucker
a fade now nigga got the cannons motherfucker
We can trade shots where you standing
your boy stiff tryna tell you motherfucker
When niggas get hit they telling motherfuckers

3: Giggs]
Who's who? My nigga, my who's who?
Gangster, niggas from youtube get moved to
Coo coo pussyhole nigga in a tutu
Two twos man got the prick my move loose
Cognac man got the yak ain't two juice
back when I gave dubz the little deuce deuce
Tulse told Saj grab the champagne and get the scoot
toot man grabbed the chick I bet he boot boot
They never watched got the message
Never got the never got the method
Never watched the Glock got the effort
Never gonna stop man [?]
Met along the never got the lesson
Man a the Narm never got the Peckham
Man a got the and we gotta get 'em
And man don't with can't's man I gotta test 'em
Went and got the
it wanted light went and got the lamp
Buck said it was went and got the champ
Man was on the ite and popped the champs
Man was on bikes when I got the shanks
Then I switched the now I got the stamp
Swimming for their when man got the plank
And man was by now I got the bank

That mother and that motherfucker
I ain't nothing 'em I'm that motherfucker
You bag who?
I ain't that
It's a war going on take that
Catch a fade now nigga got the cannons
We can trade where you standing motherfucker
Leave your boy tryna tell you motherfucker
When niggas get hit they some motherfuckers