Luyện nghe bài hát PRhyme

Gather around, around
Witness the of 5'9 being read as he sees it fit
Police behind him while he's driving
causes butterflies in his stomach even though he's legit

Now brothers and sisters, they have not
It's about to hit the fan, is it?
Shit's getting deep in here, I mean like

another day in my reformed life, my unreformed mic
I still like it's my son was born knight
I'm tired of swinging on niggas
Man, niggas can't even fight
I'm a casual sneaker head, I don't them bleeding on my Nikes
Marshall said that I'd be a problem if I get my shit
That if it's probably the biggest if I ever by
Which is why I'm known as a underachiever, I skip by
I need it to be to prevent me from getting shy
That's better than getting shot, that's a much ending
I'm running race all by myself
My is in the selfie olympics
Coming back with a vengeance in LV
Anybody got a with me winning his shit shall be offended

Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my prime
The crown is on, that's how you a don
Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
I ain't falling off

Then the car up on the side of me
An women is in it eyeing me trying to get my attention
But I just play the victim like "what do you from me?"
I pull off like ERR
My nigga, my nigga, my
You don't what it feels like to be tired of fucking these hoes
It's just to stay alive these days
I can't end up on no more collages on bitches' IG
They see these cars then they want to be reality TV
Just another day in my life, my unreformed mic
I still write like it's my son was born
I'm tired of cheating on my wife, man, these bitches ain't right
Can't even kiss in their mouths
Too many dicks been in their
Me and we veterans, but when youngins call you vet
You to feel like Hardaway with that UTEP, two step
come in the league like A.I
With that their and that crossover
that make their old shit seem useless
But I'm
I can afford to somebody
That tried to all of their legs like Tonya Harding
Seem like the feds be "fuck honesty"
My favorite was signed to Duck Down
Then signed to the Duck

Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
The crown is on, how you determine a don
Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
I never falling off

Make your money, my nigga, get money
But make the shit make you, now deal with that
I lost a bunch of money chasing bitches
But I never lost no bitches chasing money, how is that?
Only a woman made a man a millionaire
Was when that man was a billionaire, how trill is that?
My nigga, get you a fly and a drop top
And when she you off, do me a favor
Hop in that and peel it back
I got one
All these bitches be doing is playing chairs
With different rappers' front seats calling shotgun
it, you're a ho, as God as my witness
That paper's my litmus I it then I dip with it
Then I wait for the
And the is in
Now that I'm sober niggas is it's over
of niggas had to off 'em
Couple of mad cause I'm off 'em
Either that or think that my life is so good my nights be sunny
Oh, he's only been so
he been spending that "Lighters" money
Man, these people spend too much time
Was on mind up until the time you're non-existent
In the midst of all my success and my
I'm out here struggling
that's what happens in rapping
When you're in your prime, prime