Luyện nghe bài hát PRhyme

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

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

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

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

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

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 never off

Make your money, my nigga, get your
But don't the shit make you, now deal with that
I lost a whole bunch of chasing bitches
But I never lost no bitches money, how real 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 bitch and peel it back
I got one
All these bitches be doing is playing musical
With different rappers' front seats without calling
Face it, you're a ho, as God as my
That my litmus I take it then I dip with it
Then I wait for the
And the is in
Now that I'm niggas is saying it's over
Couple of had to off 'em
Couple of mad cause I'm off 'em
Either that or they think my life is so good my nights be sunny
Oh, he's only so quiet
Cause he been spending that "Lighters"
Man, these people spend too much predicting
Was on your mind up until the you're non-existent
In the midst of all my and my failures
I'm just out struggling
that's what happens in rapping
When in your motherfucking prime, prime