Luyện nghe bài hát Reckon

Side! yeah
Stack Mack all my people stayed down, one love
who didn't (Ha Ha)

I I'm country like biscuits and gravy
just picture me baby
You and me hit you so
You gonna be them daises
We be pushing Mercedes, Cadiallacs, Escalades
While you hustling on the
We fishing in the
Reckon I run up in liquor store
Pick up a fifth of Crown
We were on that herb
When y'all break it and frown
Way you had a CD the hottest thing in town
They used to call me JD out South pound
Had to hit it then it, get in and get out
Lay low when you see some shit in the
Hate on me get hit in mouth- whaa pow
So I'll eat glass, wash it down with gas
money means nothing, I'll wipe my ass with cash

I we fully prepaired
Reckon you oughta be
Reckon we out of
bout platinum and gold
Reckon we came a long way, too far to turn now
Reckon you gonna learn
You can't keep down
I reckon we fully
Reckon you be scared
we out of control
Thinking bout platinum and
we came a long way, too far to turn back now
Reckon you gonna learn

I I'm southern like fried chicken
I'll be here I leave yo
Colisseums and Cathedrals L.A. to the east coast
My people(echo) as collard greens
Money hungry fiends
Go get that cheese by any
Even if it means- we got to ride like Dillon
Haystak Mac Millon, Mr. Mac Millon
I up with cash villians
Riding right, dealin
We be in the back (in the back, in the back)
In the back of the
In the of the limo
Nothing but the day,the date on my

I came on my first
I came hard on my
I hard on my third
Do you I reckon

I we fully prepaired
Reckon you oughta be
we out of control
Thinking bout platinum and
we came a long way, too far to turn back now
Reckon you bitches learn
You can't keep Haystak
I we fully prepaired
you oughta be scared
Reckon we out of
bout platinum and gold
Reckon we a long way, too far to turn back now
Reckon you bitches learn

I we slide like sports cars
Doing 130 when clock us on the radar
Cops pull us looking for rocks
Only us for a second, heard ud coming for blocks
You you ain't gonna find nothing but cold cash
Why don't you gone write some with yo old ass
I'm talking bad to security up in the
You get out of line, my clique a you up
They told me cowards dig it
told me haters ain't liking it
I told that ain't whats on my
when I'm writing it
If my people had got and never did fold
Knowing been took care of it
Soon as they got