Luyện nghe bài hát Matter

Uh, Uh
Yah, it's
On the
Yeah,
Uh
Ayy, I want them to hear shit from Harlem to fucking Chicago

He put it all in the
Zip up the
Cock it
Get you clickety

He that man where he at
Killing wit' these raps
I'm bickitey back

Thought I was falling off
Got back to the
Had to pick up my slickety

This for the 'Sippi, the
Yea I rep my
with me wherever I'm at

And I got ya
In a
With a
true
That the are
shoot
Or rob you
Boys in
stop you
Found my
In the
Too true to it
Too to stop me

So, amen if you (all that)
'em hating ass hoes they can (fall back)
I think hating on me 'cause I'm (all black)
A vegetari with no dairy or spiritual fairy

So, when the vibe's
Who do you on?
Who do you cry on?
ya Bible
Would you
To who
Would you
With a

2]
Half of is hazardous
I package then I'm it
Surpass the average
So it in high

4
I
Your death
Flicking on air condish
I'm hot

Leave you
Let you rot
See yo rise
back
What's
Falling the sky?

We was young and
7-4
But never die
And 6 could never
If the 4 could collide
That's a lot of
Lord God the Chi
'Cause they us to divide

My beat banging, in ya breast
It you breathless
Could go for the
But what my success is
No gluttony, us and we
We what we are
Dip the dippers 'cause
We stars (stars) x3
We