Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

Make it, make it, it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything up for the taking
And what I need from em? No
Clique too big, bread? gotta it
Cause these lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the
And what I from '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 toss up the
I'm about my logo off, flooded with ice
I'm about taking a risk, that might fuck up life
Tell 'em point and shoot camera crews
In front of too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the attitude?
I'm "niggas took the flow but I'm still standing too"
Thought I had the Midas and then I went platinum too
Mother fuck all your
I've been talking to God like that's my
I'm in America
I ain't inherit shit but a under 30
So He be hearing shit
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
Only deals I have is from the Sam's
Now it's blue in my veins, so you know where I came from
Born in a going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain
Get by any means so the head's what I aim for
my grandma died, I realized I got an angel
Show me a blessing depending on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed or apologies
That's my new lifetime
grain steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses till you bitches acknowledging
The we been painting, my nigga
Connected to a higher
How I know? 'Cause I write this shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I ever did was the odds
Cause when you try to get even it just don't out
stopping like we hypnotized
Watch what we on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we when 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 shake it
Everything up for the taking
And what I need em? No favors
Clique too big, bread? gotta it
these others lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the
And what I need 'em?
No favors, no

If she was I won't savor
No taste buds, hoe
Fuck you looking at,
I saw eyes like an ass raper
Try to my swag like a cheating classmate
I'll be the last you see before you pass
When you get fucking ass graded like a math paper
So ahead of my time late means I'm early, my age is
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, and wordy
and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, and scurvy
They blame me for murdering Lee Curtis
Said I put her face in the furnace, her with a space heater
A piece furniture, egg beater,
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringe
But I'm urinating on Fergie, call number 81
Surely I'm into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planets panic attacks
Brady's returning, matter I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the back like a Patriots
stomach growl from the pit of it
Like a fucking Terrier it
Despicable, dumb it down,
Tongue is foul off at the fucking mouth
Like a missile, a thunder
100 pound pistol pull the trigger gun will sound
And get a round like Digital Underground
And fuck Ann with a Klan poster
With a lamp post, door handle
A damn cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap,
A banjo and manhole
Hand over the mouth and smother
ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road
Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta make an of her
That's for Sandra ho and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so
I'm anti, can't no handle a commando
Your man don't it, Trump's a bitch
I'll make his whole brand go (yeah)
And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white Bronco like
Speeding, I'm to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay beatin 'em, bet you lay bleeding
And yell, "Wait!", pleading—but screaming is
Like feeding helium
Leaving pale faced medium sized welt
Straight treating 'em like a mate
See me I'm climbing hell's
Bitch, I'm like problems: self-made
someone else is self 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 lined up for the
And what I need em; no favors
too big, bread? gotta break it
'Cause these lowkey with the snaking faking
lined up for the taking
And what I need from
No favors, no
What I No favors
Everything up for the taking
And what I need 'em? no favors

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