Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way

Ok
Now they say home is where the is
up, "Hi, haters!"
I know, I've on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been by Las Vegas
Ain't it before I was twenty one
I put my future on the and I won
See told me, "Life's a gamble"
Now is my casino
Made sure my fellas
Now I'm DeNiro, sipping Clicquot
With the girl that held me down from the
My throwing up L's
But it's funny cause we
A million talked down, soon as I from the bottom
But assholes now, everybody got 'em
So ask me why I do it
I do it for the
momma got out the grill
Man I do it for the
Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes
That I wore everyday to show my brand new ink
Shit I remember jobs, just so I could hit the dance up
Never have a date, so I really didn't much
Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my tux
Told him, "Keep the loafers" kept it with my black chucks
So you can keep watching the
But me I be 'em
And I beat the odds
I we can call it even
Cause he the
Went from patties at a Fuddruckers
To lavish then a mother fucker
God damn!

We got for day man, for days
They gotta listen
Hey
And if don't know, that's like my best friend right there
But
safe to say we're on our way man
'Bout time
Do you remember when my dad kicked me out like right we met
And I up at your house the next day with a U-Haul
Like hey, you wanna move in me?
of fact nah nah
Do you remember the we had those two girls over
And Dub called "Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth"
Oh that's when we called the across the street from our crib the Eth
it was on a 100 and 30th
But anyway though man, we left girls, sitting with the door open
Sprinted to the ready to fight
And this fool goes like "ahh got I was just playin'"
I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.
Nah nah nah of fact,
You remember when you wanted to buy first keyboard,
So we went and gathered up spare change, everyday.
And walked into that bank with that ass bag of nickels,
And they were looking at us "what the fuck?"
We too grounded to be man
This about as as I'm a get

up
Okay I heard they the classics
My life's a movie like the Show without the cameras
They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da
Four Brothers till the end them boys in The Wood
So I Light It Up, for Friday Night Lights with the team
In The Notebook, my Requiem for a Dream
I was Superbad in the class I Dazed off
So I played and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off
in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies
Every night we blacked out, shit they should've us roofies
Get out of bed Half Baked, another doobie
So many snacks up in my house they call the crib
Blowing oowie man I this As Good As It Gets
Godfather told me, "Keep that music shit"
He said, "Your of the American Pie is waiting"
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