Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

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, gotta break it
Cause these others lowkey with the snaking
lined up for the taking
And what I need from
No favors, no
What I need? No
Everything up for the taking
And what I need '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 about getting my off, flooded with ice
I'm about taking a risk, that fuck up your life
Tell 'em and shoot like camera crews
In front of too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the attitude?
I'm like "niggas took the flow but I'm still too"
Thought I had the Midas touch and I went platinum too
Mother all your comparisons
I've been talking to God that's my therapist
I'm in America
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
Others get the hit the laugh
From where they a handout
But they tell you put up
Only deals I have is from the Sam's
Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you know where I came
Born in a world going where told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any so the head's what I aim for
When my grandma died, I I got an angel
Show me everything's a blessing on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or
That's my new lifetime
Wood grain steering wheel this bitch like a pirate ship
How many hot verses you bitches start acknowledging
The pictures we been painting, my
Connected to a higher
How I know? 'Cause I don't write shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I did was beat the odds
Cause when you try to get even it just even out
Never like we hypnotized
Watch we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we alive we die, we gon' be the gods

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

If she was I won't savor
No buds, hoe later
you looking at, hater?
I saw them eyes like an ass
Try to copy my swag like a classmate
I'll be the last face you see you pass
you get your fucking ass graded like a math paper
So of my time late means I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, and wordy
and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, and scurvy
They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a heater
A piece furniture, egg beater,
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's worthy
But I'm urinating on Fergie, Shady number 81
Surely I'm turning the Aaron Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planets panic attacks
returning, matter fact I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the like a Patriots jersey
stomach growl from the pit of it
Like a fucking hittin' it
Despicable, it down, ridiculous
Tongue is foul shoot off at the fucking
Like a missile, a cloud
100 pistol pull the trigger this gun will sound
And you'll get a round Digital Underground
And fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan
With a lamp post, door handle
A damn cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some soap, butter
A and manhole cover
Hand over the mouth and nose
Trample ran 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 Bland ho and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no I am so stubborn
I'm anti, can't no government a commando
man don't want it, Trump's a bitch
I'll his whole brand go under (yeah)
And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white Bronco like
Speeding, I'm bout to run a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay beatin 'em, bet you lay bleeding
And yell, "Wait!", screaming is pointless
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 your problems: self-made
Meaning someone else is self Made
I'm a...

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

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