Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

I told Swizz they ain't ready for the though (oh!)
Still got niggas that be guns at the po-po
Probably got a picture of auntie in my photos
That was you in front the
she was hoppin' out my four-door
Shit, but what you 19 now?
But you probably still had like 19 thou'
In my day I had to work to bring the white fiends
Brought some crackheads around, to wipe the V down
Why drink Rose Jay got Aces?
Free Leek he was with me the other day up in
Bunch of pretty watches the frozen up faces
We got them lawyers we can call just to up the cases
Shit, I'm from Harlem, what I in is outrageous
Went up in the dealer just to cop outrageous
we got parents, but the drug dealers raised us
And shit, I to God, but the lord never saved us
So we stuck what we stuck, what was fuckin' with
I pack with shoulder stocks with the muffler attached
We take trips to places with the butler attached
Or playback the Maybach, press a relax

Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my

Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my

Supreme Court hearings, brand new
Suede seats, Tiptronic steering
Baby this is art that come no commission
Could be a blind man, but you gotta the vision
Private jets just to the izzo
Parden me 'cause I been of male chauvinism
Gettin' head in the whip, and no collisions
Never lackin' 'cause I keep fully loaded with em
Shit, you know I gotta the bros in prison (eastside)
My nigga is like a blow magician
Shit, he cook it up and it disappear
Shit, now it up and let it hit the air (light that up)
I was spittin' Ace of Spade all in bitch's ear
I told her, like pretty like Richard Gere
Uh, pack guns and fly is a part of us
Four bitches packed up in the Benz, like a party bus
All this tough talk, but niggas as hard as us
I coke at the kitchen, watch it harden up

Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my

Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my

My, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my