Luyện nghe bài hát Penthouse

Lately I got this
My is meant to get it
It's up in the stars
Made it from slimmer odds when only God was us
Fuck it nigga we did it, picking the game apart
My response for is spitting it from the heart
Ain't no involved
They it, I'm 'bout to make niggas fold
Something in the water got me floating like the work the boat
Girl I how we making it home?
I'm no angel, I got an
Back to the crib, bitch I'm get you naked and bone
She's no angel, but with the blow a snow angel
The dangers of taking her
She said, "You my eye and my ears
You sincere, write precise
Cross your t's and dot i's
See my fears and my mind
If steal and doctors lie
What's left for you and I?
(What's really for you and I?)"
Trust, I don't know too much about it
We can take this of faith

But I wanna feel the bottom, no
I wanna feel the bottom, no
Girl I don't feel the bottom, no
I wanna feel 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 heard it addicted to some
The bigger the light, the they come
They exit your life, just as as they come
I'm numb to it a brick to the gums
I get to it, just as quick as it
As quick as it now
I wish niggas so addicted to power
I wish heaven had visiting
I wish we could hit the Ave we used to
Dime, nickel, 20 bag like we to
with my dawgs, moving cross the States
Die by my word, that's an fate
So how your shoulders holding up fine,
I got the weight of the world on mine, I'm
Now pay your dues til your paid
Play your til your role change, nigga rotate
'Rari or Jaguar, switching forth
Call me for NASCAR, a track star
the track like I'm running propane
Lapping these and jealousy's a bitch
it out the city, look around
I brought all my niggas me
And I thank God for the felonies we missed
Gotta mom dukes, gotta thanks pops too
They say possible
My squad apostles, believe in me
know how to quit, that's a fiend to me
Yeah, my flood proof
Pray for the rain, gotta deal mud too
Gotta deal with who
Lay six feet, try to get you
My niggas proof
for the rain, gotta deal with mud too
Gotta deal slugs who
Lay six feet, try to get you
love you
And hug you, sing your praises
wear their faces backwards
Still I see 'em
Just the walking
Ain't nothin' real 'em
Niggas about us
Spill they're up out us
They spill hearts
But what's her again?
We talking 'bout lames
pretend I'm entertained
I'm staying
I'm going through the
I'm the same
Everybody feel you, don't feel your
Go on, go on, steal out, on to you
Go on, go on, steal out, on

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