Luyện nghe bài hát Ok, bye

California, you're now rocking the motherfucking best
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You like how I live, ok, bye
You don't like money, ok, bye
You don't bad chicks, ok, bye
Now go way, go that-a way

1]
The world hatin on boy just yesterday
But like I said that was cuz hey
Eminem me to Shady put me on Interscope
Then he me a rifle so I could put you in a scope
me the stamp put the check in the mail
Now chicks licking me an envelope yea I'm in her throat
Crooked to score I see the red zone
All I need is beats by Dre but not the
Think I don't live right homie you dead
Submarine sandwich I'm saying my bread long
Walk in the club with a gang of siders
Some cool I came to be live-er
You claim to be lighters you say you spit
You a liar dawg change your speech writer
I'm sideways on the hater it pushin
another Massengill pussy who need a douchin
I'm looking for a round ass I a cushion
I love it when they tell me daddy I need a

You don't how I live, ok, bye
You don't getting money, ok, bye
You like bad chicks, ok, bye
Now go way, go that-a way
You don't how I do it, ok, bye
You don't that I'm hood, ok, bye
You like that I'm me, ok, bye
Now go that-a way, go way

2]
I'll be it real because I am real
Yeah some of y'all eating good, but it's your last
You the of the hill but it's an ant hill
I kick it over you tell me how that feels
not an arrogant thing I got a stable of lyrics
And I'll be pimping this pen like Garrett and Dream
If these songs was I'd have a harem like an Arabic king
So beware my yep
So many wolves you ain't got for me
Nowadays all that popping be looking corny
We got the bitches on Hennessey horny
And ain't thinking of leaving till 6 in the morning
Yea they fuckin with us
Let them do what they do you be cuffing em
See you Greyhound luggage when it to the sluts
Cause gon throw you under the bus boy

3]
As long as I hustle hard gon come with ease
And it's child's call it Chuck E. Cheese
Wanna do it like me go sell a couple and a ton of weed
Then run the with a hundred G's
Goons that is they out the woodwork
I work but that ain't how the hood work
I'm trying to take over the game, B.I.G. and Pac
Labels try to my old shit cuz I'm hot now
But oh you should stop now
Try to play me on some ho shit I'll your block down
Dirty tell you what my clique bout
Cause Playboy we some Hustlers in a
Louis bag full of let my chick count
She flyer than a double dismount
Then she swear to God Crooked dog her out
I got a bad rep cuz I'm Slaughterhouse