Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm

We know who Boy is
It's a storm
Boom boom boom boom

I'm hard for it, I had to starve for it
Remember I ain't have no money, I had to rob for it
Stood on the block for it, ran from the for it
We still be trappin' out them houses the cardboard
But don't be trippin' over here, no shit is not
I you saving that lil bitch, better do some time for her
I make her pull up to my condo, go up nine
And she gon' get to it pronto, my lil fine whore
She asked me what is my cologne, lil bitch Tom Ford
Now let me slam all in that pussy a backboard
The niggas up now, look at the chalkboards
Them cameras how they get you whacked, get it back boy

Oh why my so cold, and why my watch so froze (burr)
I don't know, I did it on my own (Young Jefe)
You see I'm doing numbers, I'm runnin' out the
You hear the birds hummin', goes the thunder
a storm coming, it's a storm coming
I got real hundreds, all she want is money
You see we came from nothing, you get to running
It's a coming, it's a storm coming

One thing I learned growing up in these is that you can't run from the storm forever.
You got to learn to up to it.
See there is in surviving a storm.
You won't walk out of a storm the same person that went in.
Glizzy, you have survived every storm that your way.
It's your to rain!