Luyện nghe bài hát Relax

Shit.

Come let me you, man,
Relax, relax. (J. From Texas to DC, baby.)

J.
It's down.
Come now, J. Holiday.
the reason I come home, baby.

Relax, relax,
(J. Let's go, whoo!)

How you be lonely,
They don't really me,
Comfortable as like my hustle got us cozy,

Bottles rosy,
Bags to go G,
Poppin' tags while we Photoshoppin' Adobee,

as Obama,
All the was the old me,

walls could talk,
They would say how they know me,

on the road,
No could ever hold me,

is like a drug,
And I feel like I'm to OD,

Nah, you run around,
Actin' you own me,

til I get home,
Then you put it on me,

at how we ballin', bitch,
One or two of colby,

Look at how callin',
Voice what they owe me,

But they just some rookies and you know you were OG,
o'clock you know exactly where I'm gon' be,

You know how the be,
groupies on the sack,
But who's back to give you the business.

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
Plus I know you go down home, and let me get mine,
One more reason to home,
Off the streets,
when I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

I got to be in the twelve,
Got the as well,

Grindin' like it illegal,
And I seein' a jail,

On the for the paper,
I'm on the tip of the tail,

I'm the Clyde to Bonnie,
And we ain't a share,

My fat ex-girlfriend, was to see me get mailed,
The UPS in the downs, and you still to appear.

You ain't breakin' a sweat, put feet in the air,
And I ride presidential, I'll let you be my Michelle,

In this life all these of troubles, I it's easy to fail,
But when us against the world, me and you like "oh yeah",

It'll take a lot of hustlin', easy to tell,
That I am on the hustle, never seein' a chair,

See in my stare, I ain't to scare,
Put a king with a queen, and can see we a pair,

as I get a full house, it'll be easy to share,
All of the and riches, just for keepin' it player.

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
Plus I know you go down home, and let me get mine,
One more to come home,
Off the streets,
Girl I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

We livin' the life, and is payback,
For the days you used to say that,

Maibach, something that your sights was aimed at,
Made that, money up enough to pay that,
May stacks, but you told me I should saved that,

that somethin', we grind to get stacks,
As soon as we get stacks, it's harder ta (J. relax, relax),

So let your seat back, and let's track,
Relaxin' in the sun up, 'n we chill 'til we see the c'mon,

In the 'n I'm hustlin' daily (J. Holiday: daily),
You don't need to be stressin' that, (J. Holiday: baby),

I get home 'n I know you'll be waitin', (J. Holiday: yeah yeah),
You ain't mad at the I'm chasin',

And you that ma lifestyle's crazy,
But you always gon' be ma first lady, (J. Holiday: Woo!).

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
Plus I you gon' go down home, and let me get mine,
One more to come home,
Off the streets,
when I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

Come let me you, man,

In the 'n I'm hustlin' daily,
But you always gon' be ma first lady,

(J. Holiday: Yoa got a in the building.).
Oh yeah,
(J. Holiday: Chamillionaire, up, baby?)
it away, Jay.

J.
Yeah,
relax,
No, no no no no,
Go!