Luyện nghe bài hát Penthouse

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

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

And I just called up my mama, she her son
I've pulling all-nighters and missing the sun
I heard it gets addicted to
The the light, the quicker they come
They exit your life, just as quick as they
I'm to it like a brick to the gums
I get to it, as quick as it comes
As quick as it now
I wish wasn't so addicted to power
I wish had visiting hours
I we could hit the Ave like we used to
Dime, nickel, 20 bag we used to
Ride with my dawgs, moving cross the
Die by my word, that's an fate
So how shoulders holding up fine, great?
I got the of the world on mine, I'm straight
Now pay your dues til dues paid
Play your role til your role change, rotate
'Rari or Jaguar, forth lanes
me for NASCAR, Bassy a track star
Gassin' the track I'm running propane
Lapping these and jealousy's a bitch
Made it out the city, look
I brought all my with me
And I gotta thank God for the felonies we
Gotta thanks mom dukes, thanks pops too
say anything possible
My like apostles, believe in me
know how to quit, that's a fiend 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 niggas proof
Pray for the rain, deal with mud too
Gotta deal with who
Lay six feet, try to get you
They you
And hug you, they your praises
They wear their backwards
I see 'em acting
Just the walking
nothin' real about 'em
Niggas about us
Spill they're up out us
spill they're hearts
But what's her name
We 'bout lames again
Won't pretend I'm
I'm staying
I'm through the changes
I'm the same
Everybody feel you, don't feel your
Go on, go on, out, hold on to you
Go on, go on, steal out, on

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