Luyện nghe bài hát Labor V2

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Eighteen,

Uh, man I need to finish, I should finish, man I need to my album
Go on tour, find Sarah, then I sip vodka kinda like a
Young Calabasas king pin, life is just a journey up a
Get a up and down, scouting, bouncer why you bouncing
Just wear my hair up, blow my when I walk in, and DJ announce it
You always with the model chicks, they thick, they just weigh a few ounces
I'm a black panther, while me pounce quick, get the fire hose, douse them
I don't mess with the rap game, me and chillin in the Falcon
Ain't gone fill me up, with your doubt pen talk which girl how can this lil joker fit a thousand words in a sentence like a Malcom X Y Z don't try me
MSFTS around the regard me highly
And I'm from the cops Cyrus
Man these probably think I'm Miley
Confused teen, and I be
In-between an and a Hypebeast
And I you don't like me
And its just cause you just me
I just chose not to wear the wife beater, with the and the white tees
And now everybody tight jeans
Once upon a time you you'd fight me
I guess now, we should square up, like my sap niggas up in Paris
Take a pair of parables and tear em up, for your poetry, embarrass us
I'm under ground like I'm Tubman
Clique is training, we to run shit
Feeling lit take my parents to London
Trust you don't want
The is reading for the functions
You ready for the subject
I treat my body like [?] pay a pretty penny if you touch it
Call me Oneill
I should hit that with the throw, swish
ice on my wrist man I'm frio
Aren't you hit done with the
Your flows they don't appeal
I told you I'm the man of
I believe in Santa
Cause I got more ice than the
I buy no more clothes
I got to the store, it was
Imma this at the shows
I up my originals froze
when is Jaden golden
I was learning, you ain't notice, now I back and I'm on my grown shit
a baby, you should focus
The ignorance is you, and now I'm spitting this, and novacane is over
round the city like a casanova
Peter Piper picked a golden pencil from a shoulder turned a lyricist a soldier
How many times I told ya
And how many am I telling them just because you see the melanin doesn't mean that I'm a felon and I'm here to show you the intelligence
is the bullshit you're selling them
They just want us all in and that
They can take away our right to and use the free labor
Ay I you're not a slave bruh
And I even need to say much
Man you knew since you was born there, you were sent down here to us
But just keeps throwing shit at you and you was looking for a break huh?
Huh, well it is