Luyện nghe bài hát Nightmares Of The Bottom

Sleepin' at the top, nightmares of the
Everybody be fly til you swat 'em
But who am I to talk? I shittin' roses
We in the picture but we all got different poses
Now I'm looking in my rear view, I see the in it
I try to slow down, and I get rear
Pause, a red light, I'm dead right
to Heaven, God do you see my headlights?
They say "you don't know you're doing till you stop doing it"
Well call me 'cause I do this
Attention all shooters, I'm a star
Life is a and I'ma shoot for Par
I'm searching for today instead I tomorrow
And I put that shit back like I'll see what I find tomorrow
Young Money C-M-R, I'm blood like a
I'm Weezy F and the F ain't for "Flaw"
Uh, yup yup yup yup

It's I have it all
But I don't to worry
Married to the money, a true love
Only God can me, I don't need a jury
Nothing standing in my way, like nothings my
Back to my journey, that bullshit concern me
If I knew I was going to jail I have fucked my attorney
If you sleeping on me nigga, I hope you toss and turning
I'm so cold I'm hypothermic, ask yo she will confirm it
Yeah, now we doing with it
You keep opening ya grill, I'm with it
I know my shit already tight so I ain't screwing it
Some say this is a joke well I hope they get it
OK, I'm walking on needles, to the point
Yeah the streets is talking, I'm with the voice
I'm a gangsta by choice I hope my choose wiser
And don't call me sir, call me uh

Yeah, uh,
And go yup
Yup, yup, yup

Uh call me killer 'cause I a killing
I got this shit up, bow and a ribbon
That's them twin Glocks, you can 'em siblings
And them bullets travel, hope I keep dribbling
I touch the sky, get the clouds out my
bitches think they fly like Tinkerbell,
But all on my wire like Stringer Bell
I let 'em be, you know how that stinger feel.
Know how to whip that white girl, I can spank her
And I up any track, train derail
Know how to roll, need training wheels
And when the truth hurts, I pop pills
Uh, all or nothing, or nothing
I reality, I should cut myself
had a bowl of riches and a cup of wealth
And the "F" is for yourself, uh

Yeah, and I ain't doing but getting my share
this air
If Mack's mom told me she keep me in her prayers
So I'm alright I'm tryna stay aware
And if you wanna trip than I'ma meet ch'ya
To my niggas in the game, the game fair
play, coaches coach and cheerleaders cheer
I'm tryna keep spirit the ghost disappear
F baby and the F ain't for fear, uh