Luyện nghe bài hát On Da Korner Remix

[Verse 1:

Uh
I'm poppin' of prescribed medication for players
I'm pills and painkillers to relieve this frustration
Makin' off of rap is not a negotiation
Hundreds of done it, got famous, that's my motivation
Runners, corner posters, pill fiends, and drug
I run orchestration, you can call Prez the composer
Wake up in Vegas, but I didn't in "The Hangover"
Chillin' on the corner brought me plenty of dough, like
I got mountains of grain, but ain't talkin' granola
My quota is over, ain't dealin' Coca-Cola
Smokin' wit my bros, but naw we ain't the Jonas
Hocus pocus, Devil's grass leaves me bold and
If you approached me a hostess, and I seemed to notice
I would probably you like some wings at Friday's, leave you boneless
My business is vicious, and good if you witness
juicy 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 that backseat, I won't back out
I these customers locusts, they leave me dry like droughts
But don't stress nothin', you I get weight in like a boxing bout
You know I'm here to fuck shit up, I got cruel intentions
Get every day, I think I need a intervention
Oh, you depressed? Well here, take for all your imperfections
I run my like I picked off a interception
Got more ups and in this backpack than a elevator
I run these white lines in the street, like I'm a player
Let me educate you, my dudes packin' like Texas
These chambers releasin' lasers that cut you like razors
Sellin' White Widow, Sour Diesel, this
Attempted robberies end in Kurt Cobain, no nirvana
Leave your brains and your body layin' in
These boys is for they mamas, fuckin' prima donnas (OK then)