Luyện nghe bài hát Off Hiatus

Not they can stop me now
we're heavy flying
they heavy words bring me down
boy I've been raised from the dead dead

Kim cargo with shells in fargo
laughing waiting to go these withdrawals
my chick bad class she been sharp tho
name brand whore she worser marlo
grey charcoal pipe gallardo
dark low on like fuck haraldo
for trayvon I'm strapped with
run in the biggest bank like this won't take
we don't want your money we comin for straight
so stay calm, no off spray will off
so bug off or get off
my chucks soft rugs becaro loft
trucks porsche meeting with drug lords
discuss sauce, speaking of powder much more (early)
niggas act when sign deals
ran to the dealer for the same acura as
i got a thats corrupted like klienfield
go to carlitos way its a must that you still
trappin back of my still
drunk at a table as a make a of wine spill
off my hiatus, hi haters
reckless i bust a rhyme or violator
only squares you bought was now and laters
once you buzzing, the hoes comin,
American dreams came somehow
i id chase til i was dead
i the streets were paved with gold
thats what my father
corsie off some new shit, made it from breakin two
bosses take losses and workers make excuses
every verse is exclusive, every word is abusive, pay a if you used it
get a bird, you can move it, thats what I'm bout
crib on a mountain I'm so far like a couch
crack the g give 10% to the house nigga
get on your shit rappers spit, its a drought nigga
slippers, margiela smoke jacket
niggas don't wanna get money they got a habit
gotta habit, automatics and low fabric
you had a its too late, no basket
the strip dry, need wet work, that caine second
it was the check first,
the second she fussin, i be under the skirt
network, flew me to mexico, the
left the presie, took the marina, terrace the corner can overlook the arena
to hook up a diva, celine bag on my hena, jeremy her adidas, she living single regina
just remember who friends and associates,
you ride out you better know who you rollin with
no need to hide out as as handled appropriate
ballin like he mike, that .45 you em wit
American came through somehow
i swore id til i was dead
i heard the streets were paved gold
what my father said