Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

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

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

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Stone cold
gold slugs
I afford it
I imported stone cold

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

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

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

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

Give me the title, then give me the
it then bag it then move to the trash
Follow my
my swag
Niggas is wickity wack
Like Kross
Her lip gloss, get slipped off
My bitch, boss,

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

Game was for
them crash
Took in a
And they back

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