Luyện nghe bài hát Jason

You got me like I ain't winning
I'm from the beginning
Like go Forest, go
I make so much fucking money, yeah go for it
These rims ain't for sale,
whip ain't for sale, bitch
And this Cuban for sale, bitch
I been on the fucking boat like a bitch
500 feet on the water
Ten fucking karats for my baby
You come boy, place your order
I got some that'll meet you at the fucking border

I got my hoodie and my on
I got my gun and my on
(Don't shoot please, can't
don't shoot, can't breathe)

I'm just one of the five, I'm one with the vibes
Either niggas is jealous or they just you to die
They don't want you to rise, they just your demise
So I be crossing my T's and I be my I's
You on the side, shotgun will fly
Best about it, I can stay right up in Yonkers and hide
a gun in the door, that's all in the rides
Until my niggas come home, all of the guys
shit is all a facade, thought it was all a surprise
I all of the stories, seen all of the lies
Long as the is official, and the corner supplied
At the end of the day niggas, we gonna

(Don't please, can't breathe
Officer don't shoot, breathe)
I got my and my mask on
I got my gun and my on
(Don't shoot please, can't
Officer shoot, don't shoot, can't breathe)

I'm one of the five, I'm just one with the vibes
Can't it out or they don't wanna decide
I'm in the gutter reclines, flood it with dimes
Since you asked, I'mma hit you with the of the nine
Bullets soaking in pine, let 'em open your
Use brain a little, my nigga open your mind
If you in the circle, for a square I get you lined
I know niggas is telling, I care about the time
Yeah I got weed on me, I don't care the fine
From a where niggas don't give a fuck by design
Yeah, real life, it's not a rhyme
And remember, if you don't get caught not a crime

I got my hoodie and my on
I got my gun and my on

(Can't breathe)
(Don't please, can't breathe
I got my hoodie and my on
I got my and my mask on
I got my gun and my on