Luyện nghe bài hát Ok, bye

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

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

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

2]
I'll be keeping it because I am real
some of y'all eating good, but it's your last meal
You the king of the hill but an ant hill
I kick it over you over tell me how that
It's not an arrogant thing I got a stable of
And I'll be pimping this pen like Sean and Dream
If these songs was hoes I'd have a harem an Arabic king
So my team yep
So many wolves you got nothing for me
Nowadays all that champagne popping be corny
We got the bitches on Hennessey getting
And they ain't 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 money gon come with
And it's child's play call it Chuck E.
Wanna do it like me go sell a couple and a ton of weed
Then run the street with a G's
Goons that is they comin out the
I would work but ain't how the hood work
I'm trying to take the game, B.I.G. and Pac style
Labels try to drop my old cuz I'm hot now
But oh you should stop now
Try to play me on ho shit I'll shut your block down
Dirty magazines you what my clique bout
Playboy we some Hustlers in a Penthouse
Louis bag full of let my chick count
She flyer a double summersault dismount
she swear to God Crooked gonna dog her out
I got a bad rep cuz I'm Slaughterhouse