Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

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

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

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Stone cold
Rose gold
I could it
I imported stone drugs

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

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

My all grills give her cold 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, blood suckers, them thirsty killers
We it bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy Miller
For really real, we chilly chill, sport Chinchilla
No hunters, I'm bout to killa, I'm bout my skrilla

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

We smoking then thinking then burning hash
Puff it and
Making it
Walk in my
And cross in my

Game was for
Making crash
Took in a
And giving back

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