Luyện nghe bài hát Litt 15

Go out on my
in the sunshine my lungs lined
With smoke and the rum
Passed it to my thought it got me free
But it got me
I see
Son's like a bum knee
number one he
Left you tongue
One

Go out on my
Go out on my
I go out on my roof

Go out on my
Take in the my lungs lined
With smoke and the rum
Passed it to my tummy thought it got me
But it got me
I see
Son's like a bum knee
Mine's one he
Left you tied
One

I sit around sip brew say I'm busy
off the kids that live with me
I live in a town I'd say it's a city
That's got everything to to me
I do get pray say that I'm silly
I don't the bullshit to get to me
I want the bullshit to get to me

Yeah, told me this was
Given two options, job or school
hold up, kept making these cold cuts
Ain't wanna be that fool Abdul
Rather live the mobsters with the gabagool
Bout to start a section on the low
Got sopranos, I ain't talking bout the
And baritone sax, sipping
I see 4 mill in the off a these tracks, we got the ammo
Thought I was dying like "let my go"
Came out with a fire flow and a show
Letting this hammer blow, still rhymes like
gon get heard by Sean P and Yambo
Bro, I could be on the other of the globe
Close my for a second and i'm in the store
On the final leg, in bout to finish tour
Breaking records like the Guinness pour
This was meant for, old droog, the mentor
Went from hanging in stores to doing in
outsider music in indoor stadiums
Is this the end or will I

Young Simba his roar
contender catching an applause
But I'm dolo on my
It's just the train that's all
What? I liked to get gassed when I'm
Imagine being in valor
Feel like shit has happened before
I'm seeing
I'm high putting meanings to things that don't mean a
I see four empty 40's on my floor i need
Fiend for roaches the weed's all Hocus Pocus
I see y'all smoked
So its
Off to the
I see Gill
He work there just chill there
His whole life he still
Nelson's
In the brew in his coffee
Mutters to himself about quandary
He got in
But no one really him
Wondering
That'll be me with wondering grin
Deli wondering in

Go out on my
Go out on my
Go out on my
Take in the sunshine my lined
smoke and the rum rides
Past it to my tummy it got me free
But it got me
I see
Son's mind like a bum
Mine's one he
Left you tied
One