Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

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

I'm about getting the job done, boy up every
I'm about rolling a seven, I toss up the dice
I'm getting my logo off, flooded with ice
I'm about taking a risk, that might up your life
Tell 'em and shoot like camera 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 all your comparisons
been talking to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in
I inherit shit but a millionaire under 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 the laugh
From where they a handout
But they you put hands up
deals I have is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you know I came from
Born in a world going they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the what I aim for
When my grandma died, I I got an angel
Show me everything's a depending on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, needed favors or apologies
That's my new policy
Wood grain steering this bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot till you bitches start acknowledging
The we been painting, my nigga
Connected to a power
How I know? 'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my
Look, all I ever did was beat the
Cause you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stopping like we
Watch what we on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
we alive when we die, we gon' be the gods

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

If she was flavor I savor
No buds, hoe later
Fuck you at, hater?
I saw them like an ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a cheating
I'll be the face you see before you pass
you get your fucking ass graded like a math paper
So ahead of my time means I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm 30, amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, rapey and
They blame me for Jamie Lee Curtis
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space
A furniture, egg beater, thermos
It may be disturbing, what I'm cringe worthy
But I'm on Fergie, call Shady number 81
Surely I'm turning the Aaron 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 fucking hittin' it
Despicable, it down, ridiculous
Tongue is shoot off at the fucking mouth
Like a missile, a thunder
100 pound pistol pull the this gun will sound
And you'll get a round like Digital
And Ann Coulter with a Klan poster
a lamp post, door handle shutter
A bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap,
A banjo and manhole
Hand the mouth and nose smother
Trample ran over the tramp with the Land
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Runner
Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta an example of her
That's for Bland ho and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so
I'm anti, can't no government a commando
Your man don't it, Trump's a bitch
I'll make his brand go under (yeah)
And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white Bronco Elway
Speeding, I'm to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay beatin 'em, bet you they'll lay
And yell, "Wait!", pleading—but screaming is
Like feeding helium
Leaving them faced medium sized welt
Straight treating 'em like a cell
See me I'm climbing hell's
Bitch, I'm like your self-made
Meaning else is self Made needed?
I'm a...

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta it
Everything lined up for the
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
What I need? No
Everything up for the taking
And what I need from no favors

I you feeling yourself right now
But I'm not sure the one
I would call in
Hey, I'm
What are you doing