Luyện nghe bài hát Off Hiatus

Not even they can me now
heavy flying overhead
they heavy words bring me down
boy I've been raised from the dead dead

Kim with shells in wells fargo
laughing waiting to go these withdrawals
my chick bad with class she sharp tho
name brand she worser than marlo
grey four pipe gallardo
dark low hoodie on like fuck
for trayvon I'm with napalm
run in the biggest bank this won't take long
we don't want money we comin for straight bonds
so stay calm, no off will spray off
so bug off or get off
my chucks rugs becaro plush loft
porsche meeting Bugatto with drug lords
discuss sauce, speaking of powder need much (early)
niggas act they sign deals
ran to the dealer for the acura as seinfield
i got a thats corrupted like klienfield
go to carlitos way its a that you grind still
trappin of my mind still
drunk at a table as a make a bottle of wine
off my hiatus, hi haters
reckless when i a rhyme or violator
only you ever bought was now and laters
once you buzzing, the hoes comin,
American dreams came through
i swore id chase til i was
i heard the streets were with gold
thats what my said
off some new shit, made it from breakin two bricks
bosses take losses and workers just excuses
every verse is exclusive, every word is abusive, pay a if you used it
get a bird, you can it, thats what I'm bout nigga
crib on a mountain I'm so far like a nigga
crack the g spot give 10% to the nigga
get on your shit n'other spit, its a drought nigga
slippers, margiela smoke jacket
niggas don't wanna get they got a broke habit
gotta toke habit, 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 next
network, flew me to mexico, the
the presie, took the marina, terrace around the corner can overlook the arena
known to hook up a diva, celine bag on my hena, jeremy her adidas, she single regina
just remember who friends and associates,
before you ride out you better who you rollin with
no need to hide out as long as handled
ballin he mike, that .45 you approach em wit
American dreams through somehow
i id chase til i was dead
i heard the streets paved with gold
thats what my father