Luyện nghe bài hát PSOI

(Intro)
I got you in
I'm sending a
I don't need a vest, I don't a vest
I need an

(Hook)
I put on it
Put on it
I put on it
I put on it
Put on it
I put on it
I till the morning
Put on it
I put on it
I put on it
up and run it
I put on it

(Verse 1)
Knew I do it
I put on it
Knew I kill it
I put on it
Got a from your bitch
I put in her
I find me a
Then I eat it for
When I find me a beat, then I eat it, I'm greedy, we eating, I it
up my rivals, I Idi Amin it
How in the fuck can you heat up a
I'm hot
You there so you better stop
I think I need a better watch
I don't think I'm selling pop
Don't care if I go to or not
Me, I'm making your melon pop, yo

(Hook)
I put on it
Put on it
I put on it
I put on it
Put on it
I put on it
I fuck till the
Put on it
I put on it
I put on it
up and run it
I put on it

(Verse 2)
Rapping the end times
No bread line, headshot, I protect
up in a car, King Kong of the down South
Hear the beat like a bounce house
No detox, blow an ounce
Al me the countdown
They me in the jungle
uppers in the downtown
Yoshi on the now, hit 'em with a ground pound
Used to inside, but I'm out now
Cold like Cube, won't you, just, go and bow down
Bitch, wanna it like a roundhouse
Thick, and she love it when I down
Shit, on these rappers an outhouse
why the haters wanna look at my account now
Wanna get drunk, but I push for the
I'm not for the talking, I put on it

(Hook)
I put on it
Put on it
I put on it
I put on it
Put on it
I put on it
I fuck the morning
Put on it
I put on it
I put on it
up and run it
I put on it

(Verse 3)
I'm a native of the greatest
come to visit us, ain't tripping,
Just a pity
would've called it that
Drink cul-de-sac
a round, straight ballistics what I'm rapping now
I'll be if you pat me down
Never rocked a hand-me-down, rocked a handout
I just pull the pen out, jotting lyrics to out
Put on it, how 'bout ten thou?
sound: the crying from your relatives and best pals
For those that miss ill like projectile, the real is
They get emotional, I'm that
Stadium-sized arena before killing rap
Etcetera,
veteran who step up get checked and rejected
Your is ineffective, I'm in it for the rep, bitch
All Russian liquor got me hungry for a check, bitch
Resurface, just for the weed
The resources for me to speak verses
A pit stop on the to be perfect
It was written I be this fly in neat cursive
being humble, all this shit is a nuisance
I just wanna old and get rich and reclusive
On my Kane shit, speed off in a strange whip
With everybody at the ho that I came with