Luyện nghe bài hát On Da Korner Remix

[Verse 1:

Uh
I'm poppin' bottles of prescribed for players
I'm pushin' pills and painkillers to relieve this
millions off of rap is not a negotiation
Hundreds of rappers done it, got famous, my motivation
Runners, posters, pill fiends, and drug promoters
I run orchestration, you can call Prez the composer
up in Vegas, but I didn't star in "The Hangover"
Chillin' on the brought me plenty of dough, like Homer
I got mountains of that grain, but ain't granola
My doja quota is over, ain't dealin'
Smokin' bowls wit my bros, but naw we the Jonas
Hocus pocus, grass leaves me bold and soulless
If you approached me like a hostess, and I to notice
I would probably cook you like wings at Friday's, leave you boneless
My is vicious, and good luck if you witness
Smokin' fruit citrus, light you up like Christmas (OK then)

[Verse 2:

When that car pull up wit tinted windows, I feel doubt
Like maybe if I slide into backseat, I won't come back out
I call customers locusts, they leave me dry like droughts
But don't stress nothin', you know I get weight in a boxing bout
You know I'm here to fuck shit up, I got some intentions
Get high every day, I think I a intervention
Oh, you depressed? Well here, take this for all imperfections
I run my neighborhood like I off a interception
Got more ups and downs in this backpack than a
I run these white lines in the street, I'm a tennis player
Let me educate you, my dudes packin' Texas Ranger
These chambers releasin' lasers that cut you down like
Sellin' White Widow, Sour Diesel, this
Attempted robberies end in Kurt Cobain, that's no
Leave your brains and your body layin' in
These boys is screamin' for they mamas, fuckin' prima (OK then)