Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

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

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

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Stone love
gold slugs
I afford it
I imported stone drugs

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

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

My all grills give her cold chills
she's got a coke feel cause I'm so trill
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, Percy Miller
For real, we chilly chill, don't sport Chinchilla
No hunters, I'm bout to killa, I'm bout my skrilla

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

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

was for grabs
Making them
Took in a
And giving they

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