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 same but we all got different poses
Now I'm looking in my view, I see the world in it
I try to slow down, and I get ended
Pause, like a red light, I'm dead
to Heaven, God do you see my headlights?
They say "you don't know what you're doing you stop doing it"
Well call me clueless 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 shit right 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

like I have it all
But I have to worry
Married to the money, a true story
Only God can me, I don't need a jury
Nothing standing in my way, like nothings my
Back to my journey, that bullshit don't me
If I knew I was going to jail I have fucked my attorney
If you sleeping on me nigga, than I hope you toss and
I'm so cold I'm hypothermic, ask yo bitch she confirm it
Yeah, now what we with it
You keep opening ya grill, I'm barbecuing it
I know my shit already tight so I ain't screwing it
Some say this game is a joke well I hope get it
OK, I'm walking on needles, to the point
Yeah the streets is talking, I'm with the voice
I'm a by choice I hope my son's 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 make a
I got this shit up, bow and a ribbon
That's them twin Glocks, you can call 'em
And them travel, better hope I keep dribbling
I touch the sky, get the clouds out my
These bitches think they fly Tinkerbell,
But they all on my wire like Stringer
I let 'em be, 'cause you know how that feel.
Know how to whip that white girl, I can her tail
And I fuck up any track, derail
Know how to roll, never training wheels
And when the hurts, I pop pain pills
Uh, all or nothing, or else
I reality, I should cut myself
Just had a bowl of and a cup of wealth
And the "F" is for yourself, uh

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