Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga Just Made Bail

My nigga just bail
My nigga just bail

My just made bail
I came up, on some grey 12's
Great health, to that
Do this shit for Queens got my to that
They hate us but, not more they theyselves
I that they gotta motivate theyselves
We can correlate you will never see my plane
Right in front of you but your is so plain
I see it more vivid, it all, did it
these fake fucks still keep it authentic, granted,
Give or take fucks, how your rate us
Dammit, never understand it
And even I'm so lit
I've seen the cards handed and I mine
Hell I'm on tilt, but I'm never off handed, gotta keep good time

your mind and everything'll follow won't you
Free your mind and everything'll won't you

My just made bail
My just made bail
My just made bail
My just made bail

Listen when you get a you don't ask why
You just pass forward, and forward
All my niggas from the got a passport
And them already know we ain't ask for it
Said she the hood but her ass foreign
Drive a but her gas foreign
Her I can't relate with
But I'm like a ghost my ass tourin'
holes in all my clothes
But I got merch' and this for it
Glass and no ceilings
How I wish we both feel it
For all or once gone cause I here breathing
Any saw came any y'all part
Got a race
Penny my thoughts, nah shit premium
Bas

Free your and everything'll follow won't you
Free mind and everything'll follow won't you

My nigga made bail
My just made bail
My nigga made bail
My nigga just made

And everything'll got to
Free your and everything'll follow got to
Free your mind and everything'll got to
Free your mind and everything'll follow

My nigga just bail
Tell the good lord, we gon hell
We gon' pop off, like a nail
the top off and get ill get ill get
My nigga made bail
Tell the mayor he got hate mail
Less shake downs and more
Please, all these niggas care
for the new shit, that Cole is the truth shit
Nigga this is loose shit, nigga this is Bas shit, meaning this true shit
Telling you shit, the crew, how we do shit, who sick
And, my niggas in the two-six
In the coupe, on the kickbacks with the stick
This for my new tryin' get fit
Say she too
Ain't no such as too thick
What you be a toothpick?
What you get your cooch licked?
Well I'm get my flute played!
If we the new
I am Frederick of rhetoric
the the others
You motherfucka's get free
This for insecure girl
Your name I mention
On Instagram straight
Bitch you a slip away from strippin', might as well
Get clientele up
You a
Them fuck for free
I'm buying there
Save shit for the d.r
I rock crowns and these niggas rock
Or
I'm pete
Left college and I the pros up
Guess it ain't luck the luck just shows up
Like verse
On the shit is never rehearsed
You heard it
Bas

I swear to god, Cole
We it out here, in the UK fool!
Y'all ain't
I got Bas the genius there
I got DJ downstairs
I swear to god we this shit
We gon' on the world

your mind and everything'll follow, won't you, won't you