Luyện nghe bài hát Okay

St. Lunatics and we here now, we never up
Swallowin Cris' we spit up, put your shit up cause now
We navigatin, wood grain, hood slang,
God over satan, no debatin, so I'm
This new life, off the buyin stock
Divin off the dock in Bangkok, I to slang rock
And it was so hard, but now the sport a gold card
Bitches goin nuts the rims hit the boulevard
Hustle hard, the whole inside
From the T.V.s, diamonds from hard to see to 3-d
VD, bubble Lex with the CD
Puffin seaweed, I'm free, hit the and ski
DC to France, finance is too
Wit' plans to cause a trance, stands yellin "romance!"
I never stop comin, gunnin, and sunnin
With Cuda spinnin them hun'neds on spinnin and blunted

I'm okay, niggas brought they cars out
broads out, all the stars out
We ain't been two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm like okay, brought they cars out
broads out, all the stars out
We ain't been two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

deep in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still ghetto
Float St. Louis, insurance, with no petro
Nuts are heavy, Peddy tell 'em to let go
'Tics are ready, Kevin Law 'em I said so
I let go, out of sixty-four
And the forty-eight left'll have you keekin for mo'
Women be like "who do y'all y'all are?"
I'm Mr. up in big trucks, I'm far from a star
Cause I'm the sun, the reason why the day gon'
One out of five why they hatin on us
is like a gas tank, I fill 'em on up
And my shows is robbery style, givin it up
I'm like a Jackson concert, a milli' and up
And these are like a comedy, be buggin me up
They women me like cows, they be pullin my stuff
And to get that up outta me more, they be me off

I'm okay, niggas brought they cars out
Thick broads out, all the out
We ain't here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
Thick out, all the stars out
We ain't been here two minutes, already yellin
"What a gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

Now you know Mo, I equipped with a zip
And the soles of my Air One's on e'ry trip
And on e'ry whip I those D's to roll
(What them niggas 'round the corner start shit for?)
When they know, oh, he keep a stash in the
Pop a half and out your Ave. on my behalf
My whole staff to laugh and count the money
On the couch, hands in our like Al Bundy
I love smoke ganjä, to Monday
And e'ry day a nigga fuckin with gun play
It's ok, all the dogs out
All my broads out, doin they the bar out
And we rollin, Henny holdin and rollin
Money foldin, been in more rings Hulk Hogan
official, Nelly Hummer clean as a whistle
You boys to Fo' Reel, you doin your thug thizzle

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
Thick broads out, all the out
We ain't here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga gon' do it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm okay, niggas brought they cars out
Thick out, all the stars out
We ain't been here two minutes, mami already
"What a nigga gon' do it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm okaaaay