Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Stack

[Lloyd - Verse 1]
Too thinkin
On top of that, Im gettin and drinkin
Im floatin on cloud 9, watchin niggas sinkin
No blinkin, you blink too much, you your turn
Sleep is the cousin of death, you might as pick your urn
I talkin my intentions, now its time to go and do it
Take you I come from, that influence on my music
Aint no u-turns on this path, before you choose it
Hold this autograph, come get your and try to use it
I came here unexpected, Ima leave a
up in this hell, how Im breathin heaven
I swear I I hear my niggas laughin while Im ballin
up this mornin the weed and alcohol callin
Livin that life of a mac, kickin them out off em
Ask em when they comin back, knowin they done lost em
Hit them bitches from the back, I aint want all the
be blown at my jack, flat-line on that cat

Lets get this money, lets make it stack
Then lets make history, cause they take that back
Back to ballin and
Runnin up in these women, got a out the movie
Take a how Im livin
And do you know what it
I take you back the road, before the riches and bitches
And the platinum and
I got it all from the work, no contract in my
I dont ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on hoes

[Lloyd - Verse 2]
up in the winter, so Im cooler come the summer
We out here, gamblin the money sucker
PYT and all we up the cougar, Ima her
And I always been a rebel, been a cuffer
You just talk it, you does it
So all who suffer, you so humble out in public
Computer make you
I got Ros by the bottle, by the car-load
6 or 7 new ones, Im up the mob
I sleep in the Apollo, Im always on stage
I should take my show to cause that hallway like a grave
Cant no bitch get in my mind, so I its physical
I out the dimes, I think Im invincible
I to the top, now Im pissin off the pinnacle
I pray to God that I get rich, gettin spiritual
in my physicals, thats why Ima stand out
You dont got your in, you just got you hand out (son)

Lets get this money, lets make it stack
Then lets history, cause they cant take that back
Back to ballin and
Runnin up in these women, got a bitch out the
Take a how Im livin
And do you what it took?
I take you back the road, before the riches and bitches
And the and gold
I got it all from the work, no contract in my
I dont ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them

I bomb back on them (x4)