Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm

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

I'm going hard for it, I had to for it
when I ain't have no money, I had to rob for it
Stood on the block for it, ran the cops for it
We be trappin' out them houses with the cardboard
But don't be trippin' here, no shit is not yours
I heard you saving that lil bitch, better do some for her
I make her pull up to my condo, go up floors
And she gon' get right to it pronto, my lil fine
She me what is my cologne, lil bitch that's Tom Ford
Now let me all in that pussy like a backboard
The niggas up now, look at the chalkboards
Them cameras how they get you whacked, just get it 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
It's a coming, it's a storm coming
I got real hundreds, yeah all she is money
You see we came from nothing, you get to running
a storm coming, it's a storm coming

One thing I learned growing up in these streets is that you run from the storm forever.
You got to to stand up to it.
See is dignity in surviving a storm.
You won't ever walk out of a storm the person that went in.
Glizzy, you have survived storm that came your way.
your time to rain!