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 when only God was with us
Fuck it nigga we did it, been picking the game
My response for critics is it from the heart
no frontin' involved
They feel it, I'm 'bout to niggas fold
in the water got me floating like the work across 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 the blow she's a snow angel
The dangers of her home
She said, "You caught my eye and my
You sincere, write precise
your t's and dot your i's
See my fears and my mind
If lawyers and doctors lie
What's left for you and I?
(What's left 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 don't feel the bottom, no
Girl I don't feel the bottom, no
I don't wanna the bottom, no
Girl I don't wanna 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 they
They exit life, just as quick 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 niggas wasn't 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
Ride with my dawgs, cross the States
Die by my word, that's an author's
So how your shoulders holding up fine,
I got the weight of the world on mine, I'm
Now pay your dues til dues paid
Play your role til your role change, nigga
'Rari or Jaguar, switching lanes
Call me for NASCAR, Bassy a track
the track like 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 thank God for the felonies we missed
thanks mom dukes, gotta thanks pops too
They say possible
My like apostles, believe in me
Don't know how to quit, a fiend to me
Yeah, my flood proof
Pray for the rain, deal with mud too
Gotta with slugs who
Lay six feet, try to get you
My niggas flood
for the rain, gotta deal with mud too
Gotta with slugs who
Lay six feet, try to get you
They you
And hug you, they your praises
They wear their backwards
Still I see 'em
the walking reenactment
Ain't nothin' about 'em
Niggas about us
they're heart up out us
They they're hearts
But what's her again?
We talking 'bout lames
Won't I'm entertained
I'm staying
I'm through the changes
I'm the same
Everybody feel you, don't 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 feel the
I don't wanna feel the bottom, no
I wanna feel the bottom