Luyện nghe bài hát Relax

Shit.

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

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

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

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

Bottles rosy,
meant 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 could ever hold me,

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

Nah, you run around,
like 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',
matters what they owe me,

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

You how the road be,
hoppin' on the sack,
But guess who's back to you the business.

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.

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

Grindin' it ain't illegal,
And I ain't a jail,

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

I'm the to your 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 breakin' a sweat, put your 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 it's us against the world, me and you "oh yeah",

take 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 with a queen, and they can see we a pair,

Soon as I get a full house, it'll be 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 you gon' 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 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 that I should that,

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

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

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

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

And you know that ma 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,
Plus I you gon' 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.

Come let me you, man,

In the streets 'n I'm daily,
But you always 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!