Luyện nghe bài hát Lost in Translation

Yeah, turn my headphones up just a little
Just a bit

Chillin' with my and we vibin'
All this potion that I'm sippin', I ain't
a motherfucker, but we still survivin'
Colored people time, but nigga, we arrivin'
Chillin' with my homies and we
All this that I'm sippin', I ain't drivin'
Life a motherfucker, but we still
Colored people time, but nigga, we still (Ayy, yeah, ayy)

1]
I'm feelin' like Andre 'cause all I got is Benjamins
Y'all know the regiment
Rappin' like back in the day, yeah, you heard I say
EBT and watchin' BET on my TV to platinum CD
Now I got it like that, the boy it like that
they gon' bring it back
Like the illest sample from the '70s, I'm heavenly
Grew up in Maryland and now my is Beverley
Even when Boy over the hill and he's 70
I'ma be that weaponry, I am the greatest alive
You already know it, I don't say it, this shit is telepathy
If you feel different, then to me
I've been ballin, shot-callin'
Droppin' heat to back while y'all stallin'
Y'all wanna up, but I'm all-in
Climbin' the ladder, ain't no way I'm
here, my darlin', married to the game
Come now, the pain
But I got a side bitch and that's
We love to make movies, I told you, that's
just how I feel
Tell me what I, tell me what I really wanna give for a life like
No, the boy fade away
Take it day-to-day, wanna hate straight-away
how we livin' in the world today
I'm Louis, you C.K.
Was a on the come up back in the day
And now I'm Andre post-3K, like woo

Break it
Break-break-break-break-break it
Break it (Can I kick it?)
it down

2]
Ayo, ayo
Fuck you like Cee-Lo, it then I reload
Sippin' Pellegrino, shoot the like Tarantino (Break it down)
In the cut Lilo with everybody we know
We all in like we cousins in the '90s
And if you don't know that shit
Then you don't know 'bout rap shit, jack shit (Yeah)
You ain't got a nickel, son, yeah, I said Jack shit
You ain't got a dime dog, you dropped it, rat shit
Stab you in the shit, ratchet
My style is impeccable and could match it
I'm Bruce Wayne Gotham, I'm batshit
I'm Kim with a hatchet
reshapin' this body of work, I'm an introvert
Wonder why I dope, no wonder why I can't cope
(Break it down)
Far from evil, I'm kinda like Spike
A paid for retrieval
Bitches jumpin' to like Evil Knievel
Best you, bitch, I'll leave you stranded
Try to dap me up
I'll leave you defeated and amputated the blood coagulated
I the crowd to throw they hands up like cannibals
My God, what a fuckin'
Sicker than givin' brain to Lecter
You come correct but I correcter
Food for thought, but the lecture
Ayo, I the pussy, yeah I make sehctib cremate
I'm an original screenplay in a full of remakes
I record my shit the first time, you need more three takes
Lyrically, I'm on this fuckin' beat tape, my god

Break it

Break it

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