Luyện nghe bài hát Pen Game

Yo
PA to BK

Mac
S.K.Y.Z.O.O
I money, I love money.
You take a buck me, you doug funny.
I I love money, I love money.
You take a buck from me, duck dummy.

[Mac
Im with my man Skyzoo, is the class clown of his school.
Dround you in typhoons, hittin' you rhymes too
keeps they eyes glued, pound if you my dude,
We stay high like IQ
And muther fuckas know where I'm comin from
cats up, like a little peice of bubble gum.
Tryin sum's, hustle, wanna let my money run.
I ain't battling dude, I'm having fun with it.
Jokes him feel wrong in his own skin,
Sippin gin a bin that's makin' my dome spin.
And your the that'd try to take from your own kin.
it close on your toes, hangin from clothes pins.
I'm spittin blades, God damn it, my hurts.
I'm out feelin' with a bunch of tumors.
Yup, music's my baby, I ain't gonna, her.
So I stay with the radio, like Gooding Junior.

Who you could bother me lyrically?
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My worst verse hot as best ryhm, Damn.
The pen game
Who you think could me lyrically?
In the middle of Alaska I the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen game

I'm one drink away everything you meant to say
Like I he on the rise of what the kings made
And in the blink of an eye I'm on the page
But no album, this is all for the
In a different lane, no signs of road rage, aint no over here to rage quit, so no gains
No sleep, no retreat, no surrender, no from me,
I'm the pen of the
I mean what I speak, so if I you a sentence,
Then it bez what it bez, hit on the agenda,
You leave it up to me, and you can up the team,
put pride in end and I'm dismember your limbers
The harder the city, the starting point guard, can play up to the fall,
so the parts is all gone, no on the bench,
and I got a no trade clause, so I'm long haul no switchin

Who you think could bother me
In the of Alaska I bring the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.
Who you think could me lyrically?
In the of Alaska I bring the heat.
My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.

Miller]
Look, I rip mics to piece em or eat em raw
I was bustin freestyles before I read it all
MCs just call me the monster in mind that haunt them all the time
And they thought if could ryhm they could make the situation a lil diffrent then the present
See, I this track, worried thought I got her pregnant,
I'm haulin ass, yall is whack, taking out the trash,
Duckin from sharks n crabs, giving MCs heart attacks,
Its yo boy Mac, damn Im great, and you guessed, no like a man with aids,
I feel you dancin gays with some grenades, drop bombs, remove your hands and legs,
And I pray dear Lord please give me the not put these little stakes in their taint till they faint,
Suffocating, now you choke you a broke MC, now nothing to do but smoke your weed like...

Who you could bother me lyrically?
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.
Who you think could bother me
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.

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Mac Miller The High Mixtape Mix Tape Pen Game feat. feat featuring Skyzoo Produced by Millz Beats Lyrics in Description
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