Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

God damn, how is this?
I know the whole world gonna be feeling
East coast nigga, but how trill is
Still don't give a shit, my ignorance is a bliss

God damn, how real is
I know the whole world gonna be feeling
East coast nigga, but how is this?
Still give a shit, my ignorance is still a bliss

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Stone cold
Rose slugs
I afford it
I imported stone drugs

Stone cold, stone, I'm a stoned nigga
Write it on my tombstone, I was nigga

Don't remember me as a wannabe New Orleans
lean sipping, Tennessee nigga, Nah
Influenced by Houston, it in my music
A trill nigga to the
Show you how to do

My all gold grills give her chills
Said she's got a coke feel cause I'm so
Two boy scales, but I sold pills
No L, put her on her feet, toe

vampires, them blood suckers, them thirsty killers
We bout it bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy
For really real, we chilly chill, don't Chinchilla
No hunters, I'm bout to killa, I'm bout my skrilla

me the title, then give me the cash
Fold it bag it then move to the trash
my stash
Stealing my
Niggas is wickity wack
Kriss Kross
Her lip gloss, get slipped off
My bitch, boss,

We smoking then thinking then that hash
Puff it and
it last
Walk in my
And in my path

was for grabs
Making them
in a section
And they back

Fuck the money, fuck the fame, this is life
The of my trill life