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.
That's the reason I home, baby.

Relax, relax,
(J. Holiday: go, whoo!)

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

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

as Obama,
All the was the old me,

walls could talk,
They say how they don't know me,

on the road,
No home could ever me,

Success is a drug,
And I feel 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 you were OG,
After you know exactly where I'm gon' be,

You know how the be,
hoppin' on the sack,
But guess 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 to your 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 breakin' a sweat, put your feet in the air,
And while I ride presidential, let you be my Michelle,

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

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

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

Soon as I get a full house, be easy to share,
All of the royalties and riches, 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 reason 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 you used to say that,

Maibach, wasn't something that your sights was at,
Made that, stacked up enough 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, it's harder ta (J. relax, relax),

So let your back, and let's 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 to be stressin' that, baby (J. Holiday: baby),

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

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

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
I know you gon' 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.

Come let me you, man,

In the streets 'n I'm 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!