Luyện nghe bài hát Questions

What's a thought, my
We don't think,
(woo!)

Yeah, I got a lot of questions
I'd ask first
I wanna second guess shit
Tell me why these niggas pride is than they work effort
Bad at they struggle, but don't hustle to cheddar
I work, get up to earn the first letter
A+ effort, I know I better
My nerves up, I burn better, the herbs get us
High enough to pluck bird feathers, ice lettuce
Gets us so cold murk niggas
Hold the 44 to dome, try to search niggas
They gat blow, turn your afro to a nigga
I'm sure nigga, but that same nigga that'll purge with you will turn name to the god damn services
He gone teach your ass a lesson, but gon' learn witcha
And that's the reason why you gon' have a season mind
builds maturity, don't you be worried G
I keep a mind but gotta know the reason why
niggas ain't really sure of me, I ain't certainty
They doubt me currently even with referring me
Well, shit, niggas be hating, it just to me
Niggas be pussy, they looking pink
That's why niggas be shooting, but not Curry be
an emergency, rap need a savior
And I think I can save it
But look, ain't no one of me
Yea, ain't no one of me
But I'm be what I deserve to be
Certainly, sure to be, a king
Case closed someone murdered me
buried me, and couldn't be found
But it's evident that I'll always be around for than a while
Wow this chow run this track for more a mile
Open mouth, drops to the floor
Cause she in shock, I got her begging for
She just a cock, I'm not really sure
That's why I always before I ever knock on the door

I got
Got a lot of fucking
I ask