Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

Make it, make it, it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I gotta shake it
lined up for the taking
And what I need from em? No
too big, bread? gotta break it
Cause these others with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the
And what I need 'em?
No favors, no
I need? No favors
Everything up for the taking
And what I need from no favors

I'm about getting the job done, boy up night
I'm about rolling a seven, when I up the dice
I'm about my logo off, flooded with ice
I'm about a risk, that might fuck up your life
Tell 'em point and shoot like crews
In front of too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what to the humble attitude?
I'm like "niggas took the flow but I'm still too"
I had the Midas touch and then I went platinum too
Mother fuck all comparisons
been talking to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in
I ain't inherit shit but a millionaire 30
So He must be hearing
Don, don, don, life, I do this for the
The D to Flint who get sick lead
Others get the hit with the
From where they need a
But they tell you put up
deals I have is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue in my veins, so you know where I came from
Born in a world going where told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain
Get ahead by any means so the what I aim for
When my grandma died, I realized I got an
Show me everything's a blessing on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or
That's my new policy
Wood grain steering wheel bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses till you bitches acknowledging
The pictures we been painting, my
Connected to a power
How I 'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I did was beat the odds
Cause you try to get even it just don't even out
Never like we hypnotized
what we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we alive we die, we gon' be the gods

Make it, make it, it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta it
Everything up for the taking
And I need from em? No favors
Clique too big, gotta break it
'Cause others lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything up for the taking
And what I need from
No favors, no

If she was flavor I won't
No taste buds, hoe
you looking at, hater?
I saw them eyes an ass raper
Try to my swag like a cheating classmate
be the last face you see before you pass
When you get your fucking ass graded like a paper
So ahead of my time late means I'm early, my age is
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly
perverted, rapey and scurvy
They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space
A furniture, egg beater, thermos
It may be disturbing, I'm saying's cringe worthy
But I'm urinating on Fergie, Shady number 81
Surely I'm turning into the Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planets having panic
returning, matter fact I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the like a Patriots jersey
Inexplicable stomach growl the pit of it
Like a Terrier hittin' it
Despicable, dumb it down,
Tongue is foul shoot off at the fucking
a missile, a thunder cloud
100 pistol pull the trigger this gun will sound
And you'll get a round like Digital
And fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan
With a lamp post, door shutter
A bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap,
A banjo and cover
Hand over the and nose smother
ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Runner
Go ham donut or go Rambo, make an example of her
That's for Sandra Bland ho and
on the lamb, no wonder I am so stubborn
I'm anti, can't no handle a commando
Your man don't want it, Trump's a
I'll make his brand go under (yeah)
And Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white Bronco like Elway
Speeding, I'm bout to run a chick, Del Rey CD in?
stay beatin 'em, bet you they'll lay bleeding
And yell, "Wait!", pleading—but screaming is
Like feeding Michel'le
Leaving them pale faced medium welt
Straight treating 'em a cell mate
See me I'm climbing gate
Bitch, I'm like your problems:
Meaning someone else is Made needed?
I'm a...

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we make it
You can your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything up for the taking
And what I need em; no favors
Clique too big, bread? gotta it
'Cause these others lowkey with the faking
Everything up for the taking
And what I from 'em?
No favors, no
What I need? No
Everything lined up for the
And what I need from no favors

I know you yourself right now
But I'm not she's the one
I call them in
Hey, I'm
are you doing here?