Luyện nghe bài hát Layover

Yuh, jets nigga now haven't we been yet?
Bitches, I taylor gang
How fly
The is for newborns
Homie, I'm
I'll hop in
And drive bitch on my own
Out the
Windows half
Bumpin' or some sade'
Chuckin' the to my neighbors
Like them players
Got the two caprice
and red, like a Sega Genesis
Password first
Or you can't get this hangar
denied, you can't fly
You a lame
in a web of lies
Global travel, red
plots, strategize
Doube xl, now I'm
The and the vibe
magazines yet to recognize
In
Nigga worth it, he it
He perfect, but he workin'
On that album
the first one
Digital dollars, flights
the massages will be provided
By my down ass exotic italian goddess
The got it
That's why she's ridin' with the
spitta smoked out in the same crowd
Where waldo was
Orange rectangle boxes in my
Niggas on a like johnny and hodgy
(jet set, now where haven't we yet?)
The mix is officially done
This is it, right
I'm back better ever
weed crushers
Rollers, and one and a wide papers
me and spitta smokin' up
You got trees, light it
I this is a weed friendly environment
'em at my shows
Front row, excited
They all smoke and memorize my
Say I'm the
Know who rep the gang
Hard as who do the same
And don't the bullshit
They do the planes
In every city we smokin' like a
They I'm swingin' past
Now them gettin' gas, octaaane
Not a to compare 'em to
I can skydive, no
With a dope pair of shoes
Zig zags and hella
Put you in a
this is my movie
The bomb make it critical
Sit the vampire in his interview