Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

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

I'm about the job done, boy up every night
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, that might up your life
Tell 'em and shoot like 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 that's my therapist
I'm African-American in
I ain't shit but a millionaire under 30
So He be hearing shit
Don, don, don, life, I do this for the
The D to who get sick with lead
Others get the hit with the
From where they a handout
But tell you put hands up
Only deals I is from the Sam's Club
Now blue blood in my veins, so you know where I came from
Born in a world going where they me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the what I aim for
When my grandma died, I realized I got an
me everything's a blessing depending on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or
That's my new policy
Wood grain steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate
How many hot verses till you bitches start
The pictures we 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 beat the
when you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stopping like we
Watch we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
we alive 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 up for the taking
And I need from em? No favors
too big, bread? gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking
lined 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 eyes like an ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a classmate
I'll be the last face you see before you
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
Brainy and nerdy, dirty
Insanely perverted, and scurvy
They me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater
A piece furniture, egg beater,
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringe
But I'm on Fergie, call Shady number 81
Surely I'm into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
of emergency, the planets having panic attacks
Brady's returning, matter I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the like a Patriots jersey
Inexplicable growl from the pit of it
Like a Terrier hittin' it
Despicable, it down, ridiculous
Tongue is foul off at the fucking mouth
Like a missile, a cloud
100 pound pistol pull the this gun will sound
And you'll get a round like Underground
And fuck Ann Coulter with a poster
With a lamp post, door handle
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some soap, butter
A and manhole cover
over the mouth and nose smother
Trample ran the tramp with 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 ho and Philando
on the lamb, no wonder I am so stubborn
I'm anti, no government handle a commando
man don't want it, Trump's a bitch
I'll make his brand go under (yeah)
And tell Dre I'm him in L.A., white Bronco like Elway
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 Michel'le helium
Leaving them pale medium sized welt
treating 'em like a cell mate
See me I'm climbing hell's
Bitch, I'm like problems: self-made
Meaning someone else is Made needed?
I'm a...

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

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