Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

I told Swizz ain't ready for the smoke though (oh!)
Still got niggas be pointin' guns at the po-po
Probably got a picture of auntie in my photos
was you in front the building
when she was out my four-door
Shit, but what you like 19
But you probably still never had like 19
In my day I had to to bring the white fiends down
Brought some crackheads around, just to wipe the V
Why drink when Jay got Aces?
Free Leek he was with me the other day up in
of pretty watches with the frozen up faces
We got lawyers we can call just to close up the cases
Shit, I'm from Harlem, what I in is outrageous
Went up in the dealer just to cop somethin'
Yeah we got parents, but the drug raised us
And shit, I prayed to God, but the never saved us
So we stuck we stuck, what was fuckin' with that?
I pack with shoulder stocks with the muffler attached
We take trips to different places with the attached
Or playback the Maybach, a button 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 pipe seats, steering
Baby this is art come with no commission
Could be a man, but you gotta know the vision
Private jets just to blow the
Parden me 'cause I been accused of male
Gettin' head in the whip, and no collisions
Never 'cause I keep that fully loaded with em
Shit, you I gotta shout 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 stay fly is a of us
Four packed up in the Benz, it's like a party bus
All this talk, but niggas ain't as hard as us
I cook 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