Luyện nghe bài hát Not Enough Words

Statik
Playing the broken ankles, man
Never sit down, cause I'ma up

Yo book a ticket to the tropics I'm through with all the shit
That I'm living day, in the mirror saying why me?
my eyes cause I'm sickened with the image
Abusing marijuana, sipping vintage for the being
My set is very serious, in fact
Spit a wild rap, a steak right off the cow's back
Throw it on the grill, I'm cooking in the
Same that's on the grill gave me leather for the boot
If they make me take the stand then I'm through my teeth though
Ask to to God but in that I don't believe though
My man Stevie Mo playing safety for
Hustle 'til my staying cheesy like a cheeto
Shorty on the bed my pee pee
Smart crew TCN, graffiti
Drug roll precise, like a hooker with the
Butcher with the knife, you get tooken for your
So much to say it's so time and shitty
Queens the borough, New York be the city
Coming crazy out your will get your split up like a philly
Running the maze like I'm Willie, you gotta feel me

I'm moving forward cause gonna be the same
Eyes from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, in my lap
I'm for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I wanna go to jail
I'd be up in the mansion for the Polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my
I'm tryna a bag of money stuffed inside my shorts

My life is like a movie, with the shottie
Hookah house or Rosie in the lobby
Yes I'm living gnarly, the 40 of Barley
Open up cigars and fill 'em with a bunch of
Double cut porterhouse straight from
Ruger for intruders to hand made by the duelers
Ginger ale in Knick's glasses, your style is mothafucka
Time to flip the mattress, kick it as Cassius
My is stronger than Mariusz Pudzianows
Obvious to see I'm a star straight off the
You rapping with a blouse, you get slapped up side the
By the Zangief look-a-like, Bronson always right
Spray the vinegar to up a yummy
got me squinting like the sky is high and sunny
Attachment on the make the iron fire funny
stop until my body diving in a pile of money

I'm moving forward cause nothing's be the same
Eyes blurry from the smoke, I see the lane
heavy, bottle in my lap
I'm for a problem so I'm modeling the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't go to jail
I'd rather be up in the for the Polo sale
But I'm here, stuck my thoughts
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my

I'm already like a gunshot
You know the fuzzy light green, it Dunlop, flow nun's twat
Many hours, one man standing, one
the morning to the mothafuckin' sun drop
Cause I'm one the Earth, eyes red
Mothafucka I've blunted since birth, age 9
Mom dukes kept the gun in the purse, to the hair spray
tomorrow, money coming in the fast way

I'm moving forward cause nothing's gonna be the
Eyes from the smoke, I can't see the lane
Swerving heavy, in my lap
I'm looking for a problem so I'm the gat
Somebody save me, cause I don't go to jail
I'd rather be up in the for the Polo sale
But I'm here, stuck inside my
I'm tryna have a bag of money stuffed inside my
(We never talk there was a time when there enough words to say)