Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

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

I'm about getting the job done, boy up every
I'm about a seven, when I toss up the dice
I'm about getting my off, flooded with ice
I'm about taking a risk, might fuck up your life
Tell 'em and shoot like camera crews
In of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble
I'm like "niggas took the flow but I'm still too"
Thought I had the Midas touch and then I platinum too
fuck all your comparisons
I've been to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in
I inherit shit but a millionaire under 30
So He must be shit
Don, don, don, life, I do for the crib
The D to Flint who get sick with
get the hit with the laugh
From where they need a
But they tell you put up
Only deals I have is from the Club
Now it's blue in my veins, so you know where I came from
Born in a world where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same as Usain Bolt
Get by any means so the head's what I aim for
When my died, I realized I got an angel
me everything's a blessing depending on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, needed favors or apologies
my new lifetime policy
Wood steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses till you start acknowledging
The we been painting, my nigga
Connected to a power
How I know? 'Cause I don't write 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 stopping we hypnotized
Watch we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we when we die, we gon' be the gods

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

If she was flavor I savor
No buds, hoe later
you looking at, hater?
I saw them eyes like an ass
Try to copy my swag a cheating classmate
be the last face you see before you pass
When you get your ass graded like a math paper
So of my time late means I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm basically 30, sturdy, zany and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly
Insanely perverted, and scurvy
blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her a space heater
A piece furniture, egg beater,
It may be disturbing, what I'm cringe worthy
But I'm urinating on Fergie, call number 81
Surely I'm turning into the Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the having panic attacks
returning, matter fact I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the back like a Patriots
Inexplicable stomach from the pit of it
Like a fucking Terrier it
Despicable, it down, ridiculous
Tongue is foul off at the fucking mouth
Like a missile, a cloud
100 pistol pull the trigger this gun will sound
And get a round like Digital Underground
And fuck Ann Coulter with a poster
With a lamp post, handle shutter
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, hand soap, butter
A banjo and manhole
Hand over the mouth and nose
Trample ran over the tramp the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, and Road Runner
Go ham donut or go Rambo, make an example of her
That's for Sandra Bland ho and
Hannibal on the lamb, no I am so stubborn
I'm anti, no government handle a commando
Your man want it, Trump's a bitch
I'll make his whole 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 is pointless
Like feeding Michel'le
Leaving them pale faced medium welt
Straight treating 'em a cell mate
See me I'm climbing hell's
Bitch, I'm your problems: self-made
Meaning someone else is self Made
I'm a...

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

I know you yourself right now
But I'm not sure the one
I would them in
Hey, I'm
What are you here?