Luyện nghe bài hát Relax

Shit.

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

J.
It's down.
here now, J. Holiday.
That's the I come home, baby.

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

How you be lonely,
They really know me,
Comfortable as ever like my got us cozy,

lookin' rosy,
Bags to go G,
tags while we Photoshoppin' like Adobee,

as Obama,
All the was the old me,

These could talk,
would say how they don't know me,

on the road,
No home could ever me,

Success is a drug,
And I like I'm 'bout 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 matters they owe me,

But they just some rookies and you know that you OG,
After you know exactly where I'm gon' be,

You how the road be,
groupies on the sack,
But guess who's 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 reason to come 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,

like it ain't 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 leavin' a share,

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

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

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

It'll a lot of hustlin', it's easy to tell,
That I am always on the hustle, never a chair,

See in my stare, I easy to scare,
Put a king with a queen, and can see we a pair,

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

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

We the life, and this is payback,
For the days that you to say that,

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

Ain't that somethin', we to get stacks,
As soon as we get stacks, harder ta (J. Holiday: relax, relax),

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

In the streets 'n I'm hustlin' (J. Holiday: daily),
You don't need to be that, baby (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 know that ma 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 know you gon' go home, and let me get mine,
One more reason to home,
Off the streets,
Girl I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

Come let me you, man,

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

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

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