Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Home

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

[Verse 1 - T]
All I wanted up was remote controls
Now my life remote control, hit the block dope control
Got ghetto corners choking
Grandmama go to trying to soak my soul, oh!
one's for my foes
Find yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go him!
I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on
It - is it seems, just call me Jepeto!
A Young Stock Market, put money in pocket
Cause when talk it is the object then I drop it
I gold ya, huh? pink diamond ya, hah?
Set it in a rhyme now the got pink eye
Contagious, high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram
Pastels is cute; How you follow suits so well?
These barrels encompass the heat from
Nigga the of Star Trak sales, uh!

[Verse 2 -
They'd rather see me not breathing, see me achieve
my mama grieving, crouched to her knees
Jealous hearted niggaz, wear it on ya sleeve
Like a scarlet letter, for the to see
Can't hide the truth, decendents of
So y'all get exposed like the of Hussein
My game weight grown, is no fact
When cats was at hoop, I was Brome
I'm not rap kids, wit childish antics
Who diss records, who rock hat backwards
These are higher stakes, this is not average
This is not penny's bitch, this is carrot cake
This is the 'tween rookies and the pros
pattern after me, they 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]
They say the closes windows, to open doors
Nigga don't make me yours
Seen hearts beat through, sores
Subliminal rap shit, so immature, why I ignore
niggaz on front time, silly hoe shit
He who questions I is
Copperfield flow yes! make careers disappear
hocus - pocus - no joke, it's Push'

Mercy, mercy! Oh who is he?
Who curse me, curse me? For me
It hurts me so, me through changes
So I got and Hummers to deal wit the anguish (oh, oh!)
live, but only if you speak the language
...And the rest is View
Star Trak The Movement, who you pay to?
You don't want it them boys, this I promise you, you pussy!