Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Home

[Chorus - T]
I ain't in to fat I'm into gat grippin
A cat slippin, is a cat
Why I say that? The cat slippin, the mac's spittin, the cat drippin, look in the mirror a fat kitten

[Verse 1 - T]
All I wanted up was remote controls
Now my whole life control, hit the block dope control
Got ghetto choking slow
Grandmama go to church to soak my soul, oh!
This for my foes
Find yourself, in a hopeless hole to go against him!
I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on
It - is what it seems, call me Jepeto!
A Young Stock Market, put money in pocket
Cause when Pusha talk it is the then I drop it
I rose gold ya, huh? pink ya, hah?
Set it in a rhyme now the industry got eye
Contagious, high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram
is cute; How you niggaz follow suits so well?
These encompass the heat from +Hell+
Nigga the Franchise of Trak sales, uh!

[Verse 2 -
They'd see me not breathing, than see me achieve
my mama grieving, crouched to her knees
Jealous niggaz, y'all wear it on ya sleeve
a scarlet letter, for the world to see
Can't hide the truth, of pain
So y'all get like the sons of Hussein
My game weight grown, this is no
When was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome
I'm not rap kids, wit childish antics
Who make diss records, who hat backwards
are higher stakes, this is not average weight
This is not pinching penny's bitch, is carrot cake
is the difference 'tween rookies and the pros
They pattern after me, cookie-cut my flow
But so (so, so), I'm never one be jeal'
Do as I do so I can say, "Papa you well"

[Verse 3 - T]
say the Lord closes windows, to open doors
Nigga don't me open yours
Seen hearts beat through, sores
Subliminal rap shit, so immature, that's why I
Punchline on front time, silly hoe shit
He who I is unfocused
Copperfield flow yes! I'll make disappear
Like hocus - - no joke, it's Push'

Mercy, mercy! Oh who is he?
Who curse me, me? For doing me
It me so, puts me through changes
So I got Porsche's and Hummers to wit the anguish (oh, oh!)
Acts live, but only if you speak the
...And the is Comic View
Star The Movement, who you pay homage to?
You don't it with them boys, this I promise you, you pussy!