Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum & Wood

Come with a nigga, get high with a nigga
Count stacks with a nigga, fuck with a nigga
in high school we used to trade clothes with my niggas
Back Iceberg and Girbaud was like the wardrobe for the killers,
We for the pictures
Stunting on hoes, I stunt with my
Real go-getters, I swear being didn't fit us
new T-shirts, new jeans, new hats
You know, gas money on everything except gas
Spending my on the shit that won't last
when 20 dollars would impress that ass
A movie and popcorn and that ass
Overdress and undress that ass, God bless ass
It was me and my dawgs, on summer
around like we dumber on dumber
Whipping that Toyota like it's a
What happened to those days? I do wonder
When all I did was sex, latex
The first time I slipped up was the had a homemade test fuck
But I ain't flunk once, not before I got once
I was on haze, all in a daze
My homies would call and say "nigga, roll"

Man, I'm up off the 7 Mile
They call that the better
get a house up in the woods
Off on 11 Mile, better that, one for the D
Girls that me down Corretta style, free Juan, let him out
And everything I off in the world is a must-have
I realised that at the bus with a bus pass thinking "fuck rap"
'Cause there's niggas in the streets money under my nose that I mustache
I've seen people get murked who ain't deserved that
should've protect-and-served and shit
But still me over, disrespect and search my shit
That's why their attitude was "bitch, you deserved shit"
Bang bang, how do you maintain the same brain and mind
In a of AKs and K9s
When only language they know English and gang
Fuck it all though, I rep it the world blow, come roll

Sean, it's to be home, isn't it?