Luyện nghe bài hát Kolors

Photographs are like
They can hold a body for a
I grew up on four
But in a circle
grand on a fuck nigga head
Cut his body into pizza, watched the spread
Had to move out of touch niggas fingers
You know how your are
They'll eat whole box of Pringles
Leave crumbs in the of the car
Walk past you in a crowded
You bastard, you
I don't talk I ride, that's what the feet for
Ain't no pressure when you see me, that's what the for
Lucille on the seashore, expecting more out of niggas
Tell me the
Tell me how it go
You don't to say it no mo'
You on that type of shit
extra-ordinary shit
That shit I don't understand
But I ain't say it no mo'

You see black and white is the color of
And now my dress shoes are dirty and from going the distance
But for the dollar sign
I'll do a white-collar
I don't need cash, I need credit
Now.. there, I've said it,
And I spell with a "K."