Luyện nghe bài hát Relax

Shit.

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

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

Relax, relax,
(J. Holiday: 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,
They say how they don't know me,

on the road,
No could ever hold 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',
matters what they owe me,

But they just some and you know that you were OG,
o'clock 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 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' like it illegal,
And I ain't 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 seem to appear.

You ain't 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 the world, me and you like "oh yeah",

take a lot of hustlin', it's 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 a queen, and they can see we a pair,

Soon as I get a full house, 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 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.

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

Maibach, wasn't something that your was aimed at,
Made that, money up enough to pay that,
May stacks, but you told me that I should that,

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

So let seat 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' daily (J. daily),
You don't need to be that, baby (J. Holiday: baby),

I get 'n I know you'll be waitin', yeah (J. Holiday: yeah yeah),
You mad at the money I'm chasin',

And you that ma lifestyle's crazy,
But you always gon' be ma first lady, yeah (J. 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 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 lady, yeah

(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!