Luyện nghe bài hát Okay

St. Lunatics and we now, we never give up
Swallowin Cris' 'til we up, put your shit up cause now
We navigatin, wood grain, slang, collaboratin
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 wallet a gold card
Bitches goin nuts when the rims hit the
hard, the whole inside glowin
From the T.V.s, diamonds from hard to see to 3-d
Double VD, bubble Lex 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 comin, gunnin, runnin and sunnin
With Cuda spinnin them on hun'neds spinnin and blunted

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
Thick broads out, all the out
We ain't been here two minutes, mami already
"What a nigga gon' do 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 here two minutes, mami already
"What a nigga gon' do 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, Teddy tell 'em to let go
'Tics are ready, Law tell 'em I said so
I let go, out of sixty-four
And the forty-eight bars have you keekin for mo'
be like "who do y'all think y'all are?"
I'm Mr. up in big trucks, I'm far from a star
I'm the sun, the reason why the day gon' come
One out of reasons why they hatin on us
Tracks is like a gas tank, I 'em on up
And my shows is robbery style, givin it up
I'm a Michael Jackson concert, a milli' and up
And haters are like a comedy, be buggin me up
They women treat me like cows, they be my stuff
And to get that up outta me more, they be me off

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

I'm like okay, niggas they cars out
Thick out, all the stars out
We been here two minutes, mami 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 I choose those D's to roll
(What them 'round the corner gon' start shit for?)
When they know, oh, he keep a in the Nav'
Pop a and take out your Ave. on my behalf
My whole love to laugh and count the money
On the couch, in our pants like Al Bundy
I love smoke ganjä, to Monday
And e'ry other day a nigga fuckin gun play
It's ok, all the dogs out
All my broads out, doin they the bar out
And we rollin, holdin and blunt rollin
Money foldin, been in rings than Hulk Hogan
It's official, Hummer clean as a whistle
You boys to Fo' Reel, you doin your thug thizzle

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

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
Thick out, all the stars out
We been here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga gon' do it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm okaaaay