Luyện nghe bài hát Mantra

Get your
Cop, piff, & cough
Rip the label off
Picked the that got twists
I'm my dick & playing cautious

I'mma show you how it's right nigga
this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky black
"fuck five-0" til my line go flat
In that ash-gray beamer we'll be callin that the pigeon
Jack knife bitches to the couches in they rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that picking you
like how I need to style, I invented you
Act like you don't know the
Only I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to Pre, getting dome while I lane
Bitches by the three licking off the pinky of a
Poster child, you're supposed to me
& wild, you broke and angry, my nigga
Name bigger than the difference between us
Niggas is fake, I limit the features I 'em
(sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the niggas that surround you
And if they hating in a passive tense, now hounding dick
And you ain't ask for
Now you with a gaggle of 100 fucking thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they a pound & a pic
Cause they the that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trousers
I sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper I'mma meet em he send for me
With a cleaver, & a .30, and some weed
I one, and let the crimson leak, nigga

Get your
Cop, piff, & cough
Rip the label off
the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick & cautious

You used to say you like
And your lifestyle on me
And I know it's night time you get lonely
And tell all little friends how that bitch stole me
And despite all the facts that you got
You tell them bout the night that you exposed me
For the I was
And how I probably smashed bitch that I passed in the club
And the couple months was the worst
I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past months
we had as a couple
My abscence, a
Was a problem that we ain't ever really get to
We just & we scuffled
Tryna keep it but I snap at you
Now you're all your property back & it's obvious that
That from the fact that we fuck & it's bomb
And I when you home
And when I'm gone I don't call you nag
Man I brought you some
And I bought you some
What you here?
the fuck you offering here?