Luyện nghe bài hát PRhyme

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

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

Just another day in my life, my unreformed mic
I still write it's my son was born knight
I'm tired of on these niggas
Man, niggas can't even fight
I'm a casual head, I don't need them bleeding on my Nikes
said that I'd be a problem if I get my shit right
That if it's probably the if I ever live by
Which is why I'm as a underachiever, I just skip by
I need it to be inebriated to prevent me getting shy
That's than getting shot, that's a much healthier ending
I'm this race all by myself
My competition is in the selfie
Coming back with a vengeance in LV
got a problem with me winning his shit shall be offended

Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
The crown is on, that's how you a don
Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
I ain't never off

Then the car pulls up on the of me
An attractive is in it eyeing me trying to get my attention
But I just play the victim like "what do you want me?"
I pull off like ERR
My nigga, my nigga, my
You don't know what it feels to be tired of fucking these hoes
It's just hard to stay these days
I can't end up on no more collages on bitches' IG
They see these cars then they want to be TV stars
Just another day in my reformed life, my mic
I still write it's my son was born knight
I'm tired of cheating on my wife, man, bitches just ain't right
Can't even them in their mouths
Too dicks been in their diet
Me and Chris we veterans, but youngins call you vet
You start to feel like Hardaway that UTEP, two step
They in the league like A.I
With their look and that crossover
Moving that make their old shit seem
But I'm
I can to hire somebody
That tried to break all of their legs like Harding
Seem like the feds be "fuck honesty"
My favorite rapper was to Duck Down
signed to the Duck Dynasty

Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
The is on, that's how you determine a don
Prhyme, PRhyme, I'm in my permanent
I ain't never off

Make money, my nigga, get your money
But don't make the shit make you, now deal that
I a whole bunch of money chasing bitches
But I never lost no bitches chasing money, how is that?
time a woman made a man a millionaire
Was when that man was a former billionaire, how 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 musical
With different rappers' seats without calling shotgun
Face it, a ho, as God as my witness
That my litmus I take it then I dip with it
Then I wait for the
And the is in
Now that I'm sober niggas is saying it's
of niggas had to off 'em
Couple of mad cause I'm off 'em
Either that or they think that my life is so good my nights be
Oh, only been so quiet
Cause he been that "Lighters" money
Man, people spend too much time predicting
Was on your up until the time you're non-existent
In the midst of all my success and my
I'm just out here
Guess what happens in rapping
When you're in motherfucking prime, prime