Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise

Mac

Yeah I got these motherfucking in this biatch
So you know it's all about that world war 3
You feel me nigga
My sam
My nigga
Shout out to my nigga bi-geezy you off in bitch
it

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers

1 (sam) :

Intentions to a coarse, remourse is extinct
murder and lust the course we own is mislink
The we don't want it lead to unknowns
understanding life and why we here and some gone
I'm mystified conspicuous eyes my glory
Camaflouge and wish we side of the hallways
The road has followed the battle hole of hollows I spit
To keep the real to have tommorow
slash real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To have life and death we hope to never see
The destiny of what's real is my fate to not
Confusion keep unfolding that the migrates, my
Tech to my face, is forbiddin
in self-defense, can you blame me for living?
Keep the real alive, the get famous with death
Keep the real seen, bitch niggas are laid to

(popeye)
My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the dice
And if I got to be and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder
And if I got to be real and sank a below my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

2: (popeye) :

Faster the streets I held on
Promoted pistols and either elsewhere
Silent and helped to on for killer that said a self-prayer
To away beside the lord, siners repent so we divide the sword
the tents I mean be riding cars
Standing off the roof of a killer, to murder made
Focused any president living that carry shade ice
That live amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day calling you
And freeze the heat they come crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it will down
Niggas that held a of my heart they never let down
Was yet to before the lord,
I thought my father supposed to the card,
niggas camaflouge to blow the gaurd
Making me a of the wind, suspend will now hell
Everything operated in to end when I fail
the walls of badder shit, I run the streets and chose to stan and spit
Behind the gate the grabbin' pit

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a below my hip to survive
I the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

3 (mac) :
Now it
Now on my proverbs, I bless you, you bless the next niggas
Its for the niggas believe me
They say money is the root of all
I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong people ya that
If murder is the medicine for fools who refuse to by the rules
You lose your cool then you lose your
To nigga in the struggle with big dreams
We was born with the in my genes, I know it seams like we forbiddin
Forced in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating popeye chicken and
With jelly for my lil belly,
That I just fill cause moma belly make the bills
And I know real, when we go to school just to eat meals
And for we got sleep nigga, it's deep nigga
With that you got that whole against ya
Bitch ass nigga you forgoten God sent ya