Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Me?

[Verse 1: Gun Kelly]
on my back L's up when you see me
Came from the underground now on tv swear to god haaan
Ain't shit

You can miss me with rap shit
You can miss me with that "he isn't lyrical" barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that shit
Only university I graduated was Hard
I'm from Cleveland where trap shit
Five bucks for the catfish, five for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a in this city could get you a piece of that cactus
With wrap for the wrapping
Whatchu
Meaning we bundling all of this loud Garcia Vegas
I swear its the way that we passed it
Patches on my denim about as old as my dad is
Blood stains on my cus well we know what that is
Jet lag from these long flights still sitting like its practice
Feeling like students when the schools back I'm trying to see what first is
is the root of all evil
But that's why I do bad shit
Fact is, I do what I
Cuz the country we live in is
And no Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist, could've seen what I without IMAX's and 3D glasses
Yall in family houses Bob Saget
Both
I was on family couches like "you want it?" ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man,
And dreams seem far-fetched
When reality is you're sharing a shirt, shower, and shitter while your in the carriage
Packaging groceries in bags for an seven dollar average
This ain't living this is strife, mixed with Hennessey and some
But maybe one day they'll remember me they remember Mike
I'm gone
Uh,
they'll remember me when I'm gone

[Hook 1: Gun Kelly]
When my times up on this
And they me in the dirt
Don't say that I ain't milk this life for that its worth ( everything that its worth)
And when I die me like Kurt, BANG!

[Verse 2:
And they say Dub with that humble shit
You can be cool for so long
Don't I'm not the one you wanna rumble with
it down, take a pic
Do whatever you do to remember me
I'm in memory for infinity
And the same for your bitch
Remember me from
Or East High on the east side where niggas die over
Yeah, Dub-O,
Oh, you know?
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling plays Flaco,
But I'm so Cleveland its a shame
And EST is my damn gang been that since way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne its Cliquot for the champions now where the is my damn ring?
Biatch, for nothing let you believe what you see
I'm in the back but no
7 days out the week I be working I'm of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of
Remember who you
I'm
Remember me when I'm

[Hook 2:
When the is up on my watch
And they me in that box
Don't say I ain't give this game everything that I got (everything I got)
And I die remember me like Pac, BANG!