Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise

Mac

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

(popeye)

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 real motherfuckers

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 the real motherfuckers alive

1 (sam) :

Intentions to leave a coarse, remourse is
murder and lust the course we own is mislink
The we don't want it lead to unknowns
Like understanding life and why we and some gone
I'm mystified eyes vision my glory
Camaflouge and wish we hiding side of the
The narrow has followed the battle hole of hollows I spit
To keep the real alive to tommorow
slash real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To often have life and death we hope to see
The destiny of what's is my fate to not hate
Confusion keep that the migrates, my lord
to my face, flinching is forbiddin
Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for
Keep the alive, the fake get famous with death
Keep the real seen, bitch are laid to rest

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

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 the real motherfuckers alive

2: (popeye) :

Faster the streets I held on
through 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
Behind the tents I be riding cars
Standing off the of a killer, to murder made life
Focused than any president living that carry ice
That live the fallen few, to walk away the day they calling you
And freeze the heat when come crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it shut down
that held a piece of my heart they never let down
Was yet to come the lord,
I thought my father supposed to the card,
These niggas camaflouge to blow the
Making me a part of the wind, will now hell
operated in time to end when I fail
Beside the walls of badder shit, I run the streets and chose to stan and
the gate the hater grabbin' pit

(popeye)

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

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

3 (mac) :
Now it
Now spill on my proverbs, I bless you, you the next niggas
Its for the best believe me
They say is the root of all evil
I say when it's in the clutch of the wrong people ya feel that
If murder is the medicine for fools who to abide by the rules
You lose your cool then you your shoes
To every in the struggle with big dreams
We was born the hustle in my genes, I know it seams like we forbiddin
in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating popeye chicken and biscuits
With jelly for my lil belly,
That I just can't cause moma belly make the bills
And I shit's real, when we go to school just to eat meals
And for dinner we got nigga, it's deep nigga
With that you got that world against ya
Bitch ass nigga have you God sent ya