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 ain't roses
We in the same picture but we all got different
Now I'm in my rear view, I see the world in it
I try to down, and I get rear ended
Pause, a red light, I'm dead right
Highway to Heaven, God do you see my
They say "you don't know what you're doing till you stop it"
Well call me clueless 'cause I do
all shooters, I'm a shooting star
Life is a course and I'ma for Par
I'm searching for today instead I tomorrow
And I put that shit right back like I'll see what I find
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 like I it all
But I have to worry
Married to the money, a true love
Only God can judge me, I don't need a
Nothing standing in my way, like my security
Back to my journey, that bullshit concern me
If I knew I was going to jail I would have fucked my
If you on me nigga, than I hope you toss and turning
I'm so cold I'm hypothermic, ask yo bitch she will it
Yeah, now we doing with it
You keep opening ya grill, I'm with it
I know my shit tight so I ain't screwing with it
Some say this game is a joke well I they get it
OK, I'm walking on needles, to the point
the streets is talking, I'm familiar with the voice
I'm a gangsta by choice I my son's choose wiser
And don't me sir, call me survivor uh

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

Uh me killer 'cause I make a killing
I got this wrapped 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 out my fingernails
These bitches think fly like Tinkerbell,
But they all on my wire like Bell
I let 'em be, 'cause you know how stinger feel.
Know how to whip that girl, I can spank her tail
And I fuck up any track, derail
Know how to roll, never need training
And when the truth hurts, I pop pills
Uh, all or nothing, or nothing
I bleed reality, I cut myself
Just had a bowl of riches and a cup of
And the "F" is for yourself, uh

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