Luyện nghe bài hát Penthouse

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

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

And I called up my mama, she missing her son
I've pulling all-nighters and missing the sun
I it gets addicted to some
The bigger the light, the they come
They exit your life, just as quick as come
I'm numb to it like a to the gums
I get to it, as quick as it comes
As quick as it now
I wish niggas wasn't so to power
I heaven had visiting hours
I wish we could hit the Ave we used to
Dime, nickel, 20 bag like we to
Ride with my dawgs, moving cross the
Die by my word, that's an fate
So how your shoulders holding up fine,
I got the of the world on mine, I'm straight
Now pay your dues til your dues
Play role til your role change, nigga rotate
or Jaguar, switching forth lanes
Call me for NASCAR, a track star
the track like I'm running propane
Lapping niggas and jealousy's a bitch
Made it out the city, look
I brought all my niggas me
And I gotta God for the felonies we missed
thanks mom dukes, gotta thanks pops too
They say possible
My squad like apostles, in me
Don't know how to quit, that's a to me
Yeah, my niggas proof
Pray for the rain, gotta with mud too
Gotta with slugs who
Lay six feet, try to get you
My flood proof
for the rain, gotta deal with mud too
Gotta with slugs who
Lay six feet, try to get you
They you
And hug you, sing your praises
They wear their faces
I see 'em acting
Just the reenactment
Ain't nothin' about 'em
talk about us
Spill heart up out us
spill they're hearts
But her name again?
We talking 'bout lames
Won't I'm entertained
I'm sane
I'm through the changes
I'm the same
feel you, don't feel your pain
Go on, go on, steal out, on to you
Go on, go on, steal out, on

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