Luyện nghe bài hát Nightmares Of The Bottom

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

It's like I it all
But I don't to worry
Married to the money, a true love
God can judge me, I don't need a jury
Nothing standing in my way, like my security
Back to my journey, bullshit don't concern me
If I knew I was going to jail I would fucked my attorney
If you sleeping on me nigga, I hope you toss and turning
I'm so I'm hypothermic, ask yo bitch she will confirm it
Yeah, now we doing 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 I hope they get it
OK, I'm walking on needles, to the point
Yeah the is talking, I'm familiar with the voice
I'm a gangsta by 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 a killing
I got this shit up, bow and a ribbon
them twin Glocks, you can call 'em siblings
And bullets travel, better hope I keep dribbling
I touch the sky, get the clouds out my
These bitches think they fly Tinkerbell,
But all on my wire like Stringer Bell
I let 'em be, 'cause you know how that feel.
Know how to that white girl, I can spank her tail
And I fuck up any track, train
how to roll, never need training wheels
And when the hurts, I pop pain pills
Uh, all or nothing, or else
I bleed reality, I should cut
Just had a bowl of and a cup of wealth
And the "F" is for yourself, uh

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