Luyện nghe bài hát Penthouse

Lately I got this
My is meant to get it
It's written up in the
Made it slimmer odds when only God was with us
Fuck it nigga we did it, been the game apart
My for critics is spitting it from the heart
Ain't no frontin'
feel it, I'm 'bout to make niggas fold
Something in the water got me floating like the across the boat
Girl I how we making it home?
I'm no angel, I got an
Back to the crib, bitch I'm tryna get you and bone
She's no angel, but with the blow she's a angel
The of taking her home
She said, "You caught my eye and my
You speak sincere, write
Cross your t's and dot i's
See my and read my mind
If lawyers and doctors lie
What's left for you and I?
(What's really for you and I?)"
Trust, shit I don't know too about it
We can take this leap of

But I don't wanna the bottom, no
I don't feel the bottom, no
Girl I don't wanna the bottom, no
I wanna feel the bottom, no
I don't wanna feel the bottom

And I just up my mama, she missing her son
I've been all-nighters and missing the sun
I heard it addicted to some
The bigger the light, the quicker come
They your life, just as quick as they come
I'm to it like a brick to the gums
I get to it, just as quick as it
As as it comes now
I wish wasn't so addicted to power
I wish heaven had hours
I wish we could hit the Ave like we to
Dime, nickel, 20 bag we used to
Ride with my dawgs, moving cross the
Die by my word, an author's fate
So how your holding up fine, great?
I got the weight of the on mine, I'm straight
Now pay dues til your dues paid
Play your til your role change, nigga rotate
or Jaguar, switching forth lanes
Call me for NASCAR, Bassy a star
Gassin' the track like I'm propane
Lapping these and jealousy's a bitch
Made it out the city, look
I brought all my with me
And I gotta God for the felonies we missed
Gotta thanks mom dukes, gotta thanks too
They say possible
My like apostles, believe in me
Don't how to quit, that's a fiend to me
Yeah, my niggas flood
for the rain, gotta deal with mud too
Gotta deal slugs who
Lay six feet, try to get you
My niggas flood
Pray for the rain, deal with mud too
Gotta with slugs who
Lay six feet, try to get you
love you
And hug you, they sing your
They wear faces backwards
Still I see 'em
the walking reenactment
Ain't nothin' about 'em
Niggas about us
they're heart up out us
They spill they're
But what's her name
We talking lames again
Won't I'm entertained
I'm staying
I'm through the changes
I'm still the
Everybody feel you, don't your pain
Go on, go on, out, hold on to you
Go on, go on, out, hold on

I don't wanna feel the bottom, no
I wanna feel the bottom
Said I don't feel the bottom, no
I don't wanna the bottom