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 take a buck from me, better dummy.

Miller]
Im with my man Skyzoo, is the class clown of his school.
Dround you in typhoons, hittin' you rhymes too
Haters keeps eyes glued, pound if you my dude,
We stay high like IQ
And ya'll muther fuckas know where I'm from
Chewin' cats up, like a little of bubble gum.
Tryin double sum's, hustle, wanna let my run.
I ain't even battling dude, I'm fun with it.
make him feel wrong in his own skin,
Sippin gin from a bin that's my dome spin.
And the type that'd try to take from your own kin.
Feel it close on 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 gonna, lose her.
So I stay with the radio, like Cuba Junior.

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

I'm one drink from everything you meant to say
Like I he on the rise of what the kings made
And in the of an eye I'm on the kings page
But no album, this is all for the
In a different lane, no signs of rage, aint no body over here to rage quit, so no gains
No sleep, no retreat, no surrender, no apologies me,
I'm the pen of the
I what 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 dismember your
The the city, the starting point guard, that can play up to the fall,
so the parts is all gone, no on the bench,
and I got a no clause, so I'm here long haul no switchin

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

[Mac
Look, I rip mics to piece em or eat em raw
I was bustin before I could read it all
MCs just call me the monster in their mind haunt them all the time
And they thought if they could ryhm they 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 these sharks n crabs, giving MCs heart attacks,
Its yo boy Mac, damn Im great, and you guessed, no love like a man aids,
I feel you dancin with some hand grenades, drop bombs, remove your hands and legs,
And I dear Lord please give me the strenghth not put these little stakes in their taint till they faint,
Suffocating, now you choke you a MC, now aint 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 Alaska I 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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