Luyện nghe bài hát On Fleek

1]
All we knew was grind hard boy
I all my niggas to shine hard boy
From the ship to the field to the boy
To making it to get out the drought boy
I say we out
Farewell to welfare
Way too niggas can't live here
Too broke, can't fix, can't build
Take this dope, but sorry you deal here
This one for the bad queens that gotta ass
Cause that 9 to 5 ain't really about to cash
But that fat back may get that ass a
Stack that cash Uncle Sam can't trace
See I don't judge, no baby I judge no
I got for bitches that got love for
All the and riches that you work for
You deserve the most and so my word is

On
my nigga
Gotta make we all eat my nigga
of saying RIP to the street
So I'm praying for the day when I my niggas
On
Shine my
Especially through the hard my nigga
Gotta make we all fine
Gotta let these know
Baby our time uhh
2]
I've looking for the 1 plus 9 zeros
Bill, bill, I need more
Finesse for the check wine and dine hoes
So I spit game, fuck and consign hoes
a fake friend
I a foe
A nigga that must be from a 'go
priced high
No for the low
It's in the wind
So the piece may blow

That's why he so
I dodged some so I thank the lord
I guess heaven wasn't for the boy
So I make my dough just to spread the love
Stay so cripsy of all the cream
Cash rules around my team
If one stress, we all
If one blessed, we all
seeming we dreaming
And that's why I'm on chief

On
Preach my
make sure we all eat my nigga
Tired of saying RIP to the
So I'm praying for the day when I my niggas
On
my nigga
Especially the hard times my nigga
make sure we all fine
Gotta let these know
it's our time uhh