Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

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

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

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Stone cold
Rose slugs
I afford it
I imported stone drugs

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

Don't remember me as a New Orleans 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 gold give her cold chills
Said she's got a coke cause I'm so trill
Two dope boy scales, but I pills
No L, put her on her feet, toe

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

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

We smoking then thinking then burning that
it and pass
Making it
Walk in my
And in my path

Game was for
Making crash
in a section
And giving back

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