Luyện nghe bài hát Pusha Man/Paranoia

[Verse 1: Chance The
Ten days
And all I got to show for it is and shows and chauffeurs with road rage
Still the same ad-lib: IGH!, old ways
Still gotta letterman, no
gotta burner man, no lacking
Still Jams nigga, no Jackson
No Jordan and we
I'll you to land, where the lake made of sand
And the milk don't pour and the don't dance
And the money ain't
Now its a red pill,
Got a blue and a hand of Advils
I'm the new Nitty, it Nitty the the old me
So Ima tell the buyer what Nitty me

1]
I got Mmm Mmm
I got that god
I'm yo man
I'm yo, I'm yo man
slapping, toe taggin
I'm tryna fight the man
I'm yo man
I'm yo, I'm yo man
I'm yo, I'm yo man

2]
You a laaaaaaaame, and bitch break down my weed sometimes
See my in the streets, in the tweets
And a Reader or a Redeye if you read
She got blisters on her knees, she's a for the D
Even though I only one time
One it was one two times
It was two me equals threesome time
out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex
Got neck from all these I sex
them shottas yes
safari, mi casa, yes
Poppy fields of that
She to party, she popped a Molly
Said "come to papa", she "papa, yes"

1]
I got Mmm Mmm
I got god damn
I'm yo man
I'm yo, I'm yo man
slapping, toe taggin
I'm just fight the man
I'm yo man
I'm yo, I'm yo man
I'm yo, I'm yo man

2]
I've riding around with my blunt on my lips
the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the
But a niggas dying, so my 9 with the shits
But a niggas dying, so my 9 with the shits

1]
Move to the neighborhood, I bet they don't stay for good,
steal daddy's rollie, and call it the neighborhood watch
Pray for a safer when my paper good, watch
Captain save a hood, savior, baby boy, still get ID'd for swishers
Mama still wash my clothes, still with Money militia
Ima watch my bros
Trapped in the middle of the map, with a little bitty
And a bit of rap
with a literary knack and a little shitty Mac
And like literally

2]
I've riding around with my blunt on my lips
the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the
But a lotta dying, so my 9 with the shits
But a lotta niggas dying, so my 9 the shits

2]
They merking kids, they murder kids
Why you think they don't talk about it? They deserted us
Where the fuck is Matt at? Somebody get Katie Couric in here
Probably scared of all the refugees, look like we had a fucking hurricane
They be shooting it's dark or not, I mean the days is pretty dark a lot
here it's easier to find a gun than it is to find a fucking parking spot
No love for the opposition, a cop position,
Cause they've been in our position
Getting violations for the nation, correlating, you dry

2]
I've been around with my blunt on my lips
the sun in my eyes, and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the
But a lotta dying, so my 9 with the shits
But a lotta niggas dying, so my 9 the shits

I you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.
I you scared, me too.
I you scared, you should ask us if we scared, too.
If you was there, then we just you'd care, too.

3]
It just got warm out, this shit I've been warned about.
I hope that it in the morning, I hope that it's pouring out.
I hate crowded beaches, I the sound of fireworks.
And I ponder what's worse between knowing it's and dying first.
everybody dies in the summer.
Wanna say ya goodbyes, tell them while spring.
I everybody's dying in the summer, so pray to God for a little more spring.

I know you scared, you ask us if we scared, too.
If you was there, then we just you'd care, too.