Luyện nghe bài hát Reckon

Side! yeah
Stack all my people that stayed down, one love
Those who (Ha Ha)

I reckon I'm like biscuits and gravy
Balling just picture me
You and me hit you so
You be pushing them daises
We be pushing Mercedes, Cadiallacs, Escalades
you hustling on the block
We in the Everglades
Reckon I run up in this store
up a fifth of that Crown
We puffing on that herb
When break it down and frown
Way before you had a CD the hottest in town
They used to call me JD out slinging pound
Had to hit it quit it, get in and get out
Lay low when you see shit in the south
Hate on me get hit in your whaa pow
So mean I'll eat glass, wash it with gas
Having means nothing, I'll wipe my ass with cash

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

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

I hard on my first
I came on my second
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
Reckon we came a long way, too far to back now
you bitches gonna learn
You keep Haystak down
I reckon we fully
Reckon you be scared
Reckon we out of
Thinking bout platinum and
we came a long way, too far to turn back now
Reckon you gonna learn

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