Luyện nghe bài hát Pardon Me

[Intro: Mane]
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[Verse 1: Gucci
A so fly that I should have been a pilot
I know a rap but I could have been a stylist
Feel like a jeweler 'cause I so many diamonds (bling)
Could run for president, my past too violent
Fam so broke that I had to grindin'
Why I'm lookin' bummy? Everybody shinin'
into a burglar and did a couple break-ins
Started as a corner boy, then turned into a
in Magic lookin' like I were El Chapo
Hot damn Gucci, a cold-blooded Hublot
I can't even fuck with one hoe, I two
And you ain't gotta call hoe, I don't you
out a car with no roof in a suit hoe
What of nigga do the shit that I do hoe?
Started as a group, but I'm so dope I solo
Get ass knocked off and call it free promo
Chopper make a nigga back crack like
Gucci go on a bitch, no homo
up in an 18-wheeler, me dolo
Feelin' like Sosa was born to move

Rocko]
Life's about risks
I told my pray for me, I'm tryna be all I can be
Put my on just like you, so why you envy me?
I'm just be all I can be
I'm tryna out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I'm just be all I can be
I'm just see all that I can see
mind me, I'm tryna be all I can be

[Verse 2:
Ay, they know, how does it feel to be a star?
How's it feel to ride around the house for car?
How does it feel to not have to sell that
I'm told 'em I'm way paranoid 'cause now they hate me more
They say, "Rock, how does it feel to be last of a breed?"
You life into these streets, they were in dying need
Off that real shit, that softest, uncut, that raw
That shit that they jam to everyday when jump up
The law, the word, meet me in the AM
My I bring the gate in, in the evenings, still beatin' me
Hit the club still playing, playing when they leavin'
(How that make you feel?)
It feels good, believe me
receive me, I am how they perceive me
I put my soul into these lyrics, listen, you hear it
Mulsanne, Drop Top and the don
Where would the be without the Trap God and the don?

[Hook:
about taking risks
I told my baby for me, I'm tryna be all I can be
Put my on just like you, so why you envy me?
I'm just be all I can be
I'm tryna out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I'm tryna be all I can be
I'm just see all that I can see
mind me, I'm tryna be all I can be

[Verse 3: Mane]
Fuck your CEO and 'em King Gucci said that
Cause I ain't never hit a lick and brought the bread back
That's your We used to gamble for his contract
I damn lost his first three albums playin' blackjack
Standin' in the trap, J's in my wavecap
Cappin' 'bout none of niggas rappin' 'bout a fake trap
Call Ghostbusters 'cause these niggas sellin' crack
Point 'em to the kitchen and the nigga need a [?]
Put me in the and I might just bring a whole back
Put a hole in a nigga head, him "hold that"
that eggbeater music, get it out the bowl rap
This wife beater music, sell it while it wet rap
You a dick rider and I never respect that
out, took my set back, I know they didn't expect that
Gucci worth eight figures, but he tryna stretch
My partner turned informer on me, I never woulda guessed

Rocko]
Life's taking risks
I told my baby pray for me, I'm be all I can be
Put my pants on like you, so why you envy me?
I'm just be all I can be
I'm tryna out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I'm just be all I can be
I'm just see all that I can see
Never me, I'm tryna be all I can be, ay