Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of Opportunity

Desperate to be
And blood stains all
And my stupid bust thought the lure be enough
You seen nothing yet

I'm always planted, couldn't push me down a
I double numbers on up-and-comers, you rookies chill
a classic of sour power, it whoop me out a mill
Life's a and still crowd around, that pussy gotta chill
Pack an island on my talent, your calendar is clear
Black medallion, I'm back to stylin', and career
Nigga, miss me by argument, left that in my 20s
100s and 50s all I with, still bagging up money, dummy
I'm trips, name of your guardian, superior wrist
Play me to starve again, the fist
Raise me a problem, compare me to shit
Came the bottom, bodies there on the strip
Brand me a column, probably hear quit
Grammy asylum, bottom tears on my
Candy in Harlem, rocking flairs on my
The handle and click, you out here scamming a trick
You sneaky deaving, chop your you get slick
Don't your sleepy, drop the bands on your fit

You to it, you don't talk about it
When trouble there ain't no walk around it
Why you think the is crowded?
Don't get your body around it
How in the land of opportunity niggas trying to ruin me?
make us type your eulogy
Class in session, pay your fee
eyeing all your jewelry
What your problems got to do me?
You begging, I ain't a thing, money hollers usually

Yeah, at 'em with banks
Reverse camera on, I out of the bank
No withdrawals, depositing
I ain't get this plug on Twitter, but follow 'em
And what problems got to do with me?
And why the you screwing me?
I kill 'em then, go on read his
I got beef, I don't talk it
Put the hawk up in 'em, spin 'em and the hawk up out 'em
Pull the on the strip, niggas'll gawk about her
stick your dick in a chick and bitch'll squawk about it
Why bitches wanna ruin me?
Probably I'm speaking money fluently
And the land of opportunity
I Banks I get G's by the unit, B
All I need is Yayo and ain't nothing they can do with me

You getting to it, you talk about it
When trouble comes there ain't no around it
Why you the morgue is crowded?
Don't get your chalk around it
How in the land of opportunity when niggas trying to me?
Don't make us type eulogy
Class in session, pay student fee
eyeing all your jewelry
What problems got to do with me?
You begging, I ain't heard a thing, money hollers

Nothing me of the grimy time to call it quits
As soon as I fix 'em been off revenge, alcoholic
Popular kid when sloppy handing off enormous
Invitation the forces miss followed by performance
A diesel and California flips
The figures transforming, destiny's calling normal piss
Stomping the standards I set, the portal list
20 fucking years on the set ditching the bitch
Stuck on a new beginning, my fucks in a spinning
Wind up with the rule of the
Die tough when the movie
Bending corners with the piece out, you panicking
Play with the money, 20 teeth off your camera grin
the borders, all the channeling
I promised my conscience be the man again
And shock you out ambient
And posses died of family when, some pockets size
Rockabye in panties and the slide their hammers in

You getting to it, you don't about it
trouble comes there ain't no walk around it
Why you the morgue is crowded?
get your body chalk around it
How in the land of opportunity when niggas trying to me?
make us type your eulogy
Class in session, pay student fee
They eyeing all your
What your problems got to do me?
You begging, I ain't a thing, money hollers usually