Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

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

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

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Stone cold
Rose gold
I afford it
I imported cold drugs

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

Don't me as a wannabe New Orleans nigga
Slash sipping, Tennessee nigga, Nah
Influenced by Houston, it in my music
A nigga to the truest
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

Them vampires, them blood suckers, them killers
We bout it bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Miller
For really real, we chilly chill, sport Chinchilla
No bounty hunters, I'm to killa, I'm bout my skrilla

Give me the title, then give me the
it then bag it then move to the trash
Follow my
Stealing my
Niggas is wickity wack
Like Kriss
Her lip gloss, slip-ons get off
My bitch, boss,

We smoking then thinking then that hash
it and pass
Making it
Walk in my
And cross in my

Game was for
Making them
Took in a
And giving they

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