Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Me?

[Verse 1: Machine Gun
Cleveland on my L's up when you see me
Came from the now they on tv swear to god haaan
Ain't changed

You can miss me that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical "he isn't lyrical" barbershop shit
me with that frat shit
Only university I was Hard Knocks
I'm from Cleveland where trap shit
Five bucks for the catfish, bucks for the bad bitch
Five in a drought in this city could get you a piece of that cactus
With wrap for the wrapping
Whatchu
Meaning we all of this loud into Garcia Vegas
I swear its the way that we passed it
Patches on my denim vest 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 coach its practice
Feeling like students the schools back I'm trying to see what first class is
Cash is the root of all
But maybe that's why I do bad
is, I do what I need
Cuz the country we live in is
And no Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist, could've seen what I seen without and 3D glasses
Yall in family like Bob Saget
parents
I was on family couches "you don't 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 newborns in the
Packaging groceries in bags for an hourly seven average
ain't living this is strife, mixed with Hennessey and some sprite
But maybe one day remember me like they remember Mike
I'm gone
Uh,
they'll remember me when I'm gone

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

2: Dub-O]
And say Dub quit 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 your for infinity
And the same goes for bitch
Remember me Kennedy
Or High on the east side where niggas die over anything
Yeah, Dub-O,
Oh, you know?
I got go, I shows, I be calling plays like Flaco,
But I'm so Cleveland its a shame
And EST is my damn gang been reppin that since way back and that X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne its Cliquot for the champions now where the is my damn ring?
Biatch, celebration for nothing let you believe you see
I'm in the but no frontin
7 days out the I be working I'm full of hunger
jealousy is the smell of defeat
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 when I die me like Pac, BANG!