Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Home

[Chorus - T]
I ain't in to fat lippin I'm gat grippin
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 growing up was remote controls
Now my life remote control, hit the block dope control
Got corners choking slow
Grandmama go to trying to soak my soul, oh!
This for my foes
Find yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go him!
I puppet you Pinocchios, on strings
It - is what it seems, just me Jepeto!
A Stock Market, put money in your pocket
Cause when Pusha it is the object then I drop it
I rose gold ya, huh? diamond ya, hah?
Set it in a rhyme now the industry got eye
Contagious, flows high demand, the new Lou Vuitton Monogram
Pastels is cute; How you niggaz suits so well?
These barrels encompass the heat from
Nigga the Franchise of Trak sales, uh!

[Verse 2 -
They'd rather see me not breathing, see me achieve
Have my mama grieving, to her knees
hearted niggaz, y'all wear it on ya sleeve
Like a scarlet letter, for the to see
hide the truth, decendents of pain
So y'all get exposed the sons of Hussein
My game weight grown, this is no
When cats was at hoop, I was Brome
I'm not these rap kids, wit childish
Who diss records, who rock hat backwards
These are stakes, this is not average weight
This is not pinching bitch, this 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 one that be jeal'
Do as I do so I can say, "Papa you well"

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

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