Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Rain

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, now I'm ready, uh

Your slim pickings
Lay 'em out like grilled
It's been an hour but that blunt still hittin' like a
Eatin' scampi with Batali, 50 feet the Pantheon
And my life, 60k for the glass pipe
break it on your head if you don't act right
There'll be bagpipes playin' a cop died
While I wiggle wearing foxhide
I to Jobu that we all get money and live life sunny with a gold pool
But the fact is, I stand alone like
Hide money under tempurpedic mattresses,
You don't know the of this (you bitch) nah (you bitch)
I serve the Jersey Shore Line furs on (Uh)
my world, get my swerve on (Oh)
Install the on the Cherokee for certain
It's my life directed by Tim Burton
And daddy twisted off the
And I'm always on the center
Reminisce on days in a hammock, reading Hemingway
Trying to get a better brain, it rained
Let it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I must've a junkie in my past life, man
I must've been a junkie in my past

Standin' in front of McDonald's, throwin'
Ninety degrees, on
Ma, your gone
A lot of to be pissed on
Land of the free I think (I think wrong)
You know I got the drug so
Johnny a hit
He died, back, said, "That's that shit" (Goddamn!)
in Toyota Supras (Uh)
The shit like I'm shootin' off bazookas (Uh)
Flushing, Queens, no business here
Assemble weapons no hand twitches here (Uh-uh)
the strength of twelve oxen
Hold it down, though, no option
Let it (Uh)
I been a junkie in my past life, you know
I been a fiend in my past life, fuck
I must've been a junkie in my past

Uh, these dudes like Michael Jordan jeans
Hahaha, it. I'm done