Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

sick and tired of being and tired
muthaf-ck them other niggas be the state of
got them on the job like it's a 9 to 5
getting money, ya business and stay out of mine
50 for this rolly homie
i die tonight just bring my jewelry to the
lord i be shittin' on 'em
hottest nigga since weather out in arizona
sleeping on me hope you and fall into a coma
smell the frangrance know the be the new aroma
i'm just spazzing out, denims carry large
got them throwin' pussy what the asses out
story, new glory
money stacking than a two story
real niggas countin money, gets boring
year i made a million of the state touring
fuck boys, know what you bout
i run my own team, aint no for mascots
look around, peep at the circle
we the touching paper like a social worker
plus them keep them shells like a ninja turtle
wear rubber, cus spanish bitches so fertile
lord i be going hard

rip my nigga daniel, remember that
long nights, before rap shit
i was thinking moving keys like a
no sir, the
them crackers dirty, i just hope you keep ya name
waiting for a nigga, trippin' i just still
i aint trippin' i just stand
knows that i'm stressed out
walking through roadblocks with my chest out
damn, 23 and made a million
fucking put a million dollars round a collar
couple more to cop a i aint talking opera
they sya my flow sick i should see a fucking
real in ya presence
chopper a nigga head like you present
broward county i am
only nigga in my city maybach's
motivation, motivation, my niggas are dead
only location?
and thats to my daughter
i'm just make it your headquarters
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