Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Rain

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

Your slim pickings
Lay 'em out grilled chicken
It's been an hour but that blunt hittin' like a champion
Eatin' scampi Batali, 50 feet from the Pantheon
And that's my life, 60k for the glass
I'll it on your head if you don't act right
There'll be bagpipes playin' like a cop
While I wiggle 850s foxhide
I pray to Jobu that we all get and live life sunny with a gold pool
But the is, I stand alone like cactus
Hide money under mattresses, shit
You know the half of this (you bitch) nah (you bitch)
I the Jersey Shore Line with furs on (Uh)
It's my world, get my on (Oh)
Install the turbo on the Cherokee for
It's like my directed by Tim Burton
And twisted off the henara
And I'm always on the stage
Reminisce on days in a hammock, reading Hemingway
to get a better brain, then 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 life

Standin' in of McDonald's, throwin' bottles
degrees, Timbs on
Ma, your gone
A lot of graves to be on
of the free I think wrong (I think wrong)
You I got the drug so potent
took a hit
He died, came back, said, "That's shit" (Goddamn!)
in Toyota Supras (Uh)
The shit sound like I'm off bazookas (Uh)
Flushing, Queens, no business here
Assemble weapons with no twitches here (Uh-uh)
Plus the strength of oxen
Hold it down, though, no option
Let it (Uh)
I been a junkie in my past life, you know
I must've been a fiend in my past life,
I must've been a junkie in my life

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