Luyện nghe bài hát Pen Game

Yo
PA to BK

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

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

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

I'm one drink away from you meant to say
Like I think he on the 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 lane, no signs 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 mean I speak, so if I given 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 your pride in end and I'm your limbers
The the city, the starting point guard, that can play up to the fall,
so the is all gone, no room on the bench,
and I got a no trade clause, so I'm here long haul no

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

Miller]
Look, I rip mics to piece em or eat em raw
I was bustin freestyles I could read it all
MCs just call me the monster in their mind that haunt all the time
And they thought if they ryhm they could make the situation a lil diffrent then 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 these 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, remove your 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 nothing to do but your weed like...

Who you think bother me lyrically?
In the middle of Alaska I the heat.
My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.
Who you could 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 Tape Pen Game feat. feat featuring Skyzoo Produced by Millz Beats in Description
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