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 from me, you funny.
I said I money, I love money.
You a buck from me, better duck dummy.

[Mac
Im with my man Skyzoo, is the class of his high school.
Dround you in typhoons, hittin' you with too
Haters they eyes glued, pound if you my dude,
We stay like Einstein's IQ
And ya'll fuckas know where I'm comin from
Chewin' up, like a little peice of bubble gum.
Tryin double sum's, hustle, let my money run.
I ain't even battling dude, I'm having fun it.
Jokes make him feel in his own skin,
gin from a bin that's makin' my dome spin.
And the type that'd try to take from your own kin.
Feel it on your toes, hangin from clothes pins.
I'm blades, God damn it, my tooth hurts.
I'm out feelin' with a of cancerous tumors.
Yup, music's my baby, I ain't gonna, her.
So I stay with the radio, like Cuba Junior.

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

I'm one drink from everything you meant to say
Like I think he on the rise of what the kings
And in the blink of an eye I'm on the page
But no album, is all for the mixtapes
In a different lane, no of road rage, aint no body over here to rage quit, so no gains
No sleep, no retreat, no surrender, no from me,
I'm the pen of the
I what I speak, so if I given you a sentence,
Then it bez it bez, nothing hit on the agenda,
You leave it up to me, and you can up the team,
put your pride in end and I'm dismember your
The harder the city, the starting point guard, that can up to the fall,
so the parts is all gone, no on the bench,
and I got a no trade clause, so I'm here haul no switchin

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

[Mac
Look, I rip mics to piece em or eat em raw
I was bustin freestyles before I could it all
MCs just me the monster in their mind that haunt them all the time
And they thought if they could ryhm they could make the situation a lil diffrent the present
See, I fucked this track, thought I got her pregnant,
I'm haulin ass, is whack, taking out the garbage trash,
Duckin from sharks n crabs, giving MCs heart attacks,
Its yo boy Mac, Im great, and you guessed, no love like a man with aids,
I feel you dancin gays with some hand grenades, drop bombs, your hands and legs,
And I pray Lord please give me the strenghth not put these little stakes in their taint till they faint,
Suffocating, now you choke you a broke MC, now aint to do but smoke your weed like...

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

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