Luyện nghe bài hát Pinball II

I you figure it out

Shine man melanin gold
I hope you get old
Keep your youthful
I the world do fear it
the tip of the spear
And with our dyin' breaths, I bet the world hear it, look
I been saving money for my
Bassy on jumpin' through these brackets
I got 20 bitches coming to the crib
I make sure my niggas got some racks, what you
They shoot through niggas like it's practice
I just make the run some laps
Every time I go see the cash grow
We even act cordial, we assholes
in my lasso, is that so?
That's word to my last hoe, I'm that
Runnin' the town a black soul
My past twenty-nine times over
Look I have seen than my time
Lived 9 lives for about twenty cats over, I ya
Everything you've done I overdid, I'm over it
Nigga, Dreamville the whole how we shouldered it?
Them boys stale toast when it's overdid
I hope quit for real
But if don't I got a million joints
I got the flow in pocket, the emoji rocket how I'm here
A lot of em' sound like they in a show
So I give 'em something to remember the Alamo
Tally-ho! A high Joker a Spades game
Keeping both open wide rain man
Crew high on that fuck life drank man
We in the bucket like paint
gave a fuck, fuck what you might think
Ran up in the club they sent the lights in
Had to tell the owner please let the dim
Five more see me a nice slim
Thick bitch with the you, me and my
Tell her the crew you me and my friends
See where the night end with the guy
Trust me and my kin, speak with the pen
Creep like the in the night sky
Go deep Jackson, we back to back in
Black SUV's, black tints you look at that?
I'm booby-trapped in your fluid black
No action, your bougie accent
You're classic, girl we outta here

Bas, it's
Queens with the Fiends nigga
Got the waitin' in the pocket ooh

I asked P, poppin'?
He said we are nigga, to DR nigga
Got the borough jumpin' like J.R. Smith
Know a niggas' let the A-R spit
Got no what you say y'all did
where y'all live
Smokin' 'cause that's the way I live
And where I
dyin' front of their shorty, wives
And brother's ride on the other side
Every death is a 100 lives
Flatlined the black nine
I feel the pressure multiplying
Make you feel ain't no hope in trying
But we always
All this blood I bet it to sea and wash out
'Cause they don't want you to see but out
Nigga out

See I you to see
I've been so many things
Things ain't always what seem
Hope you get the
I hope you it out
Now I'm where I belong
Had to let it go
All the I was holding on
Now I get the
I had to it out
You got to feel the music, do you
It takes you and higher