Luyện nghe bài hát Relaxation

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Its ya n-gga, thinker, big drinker
late night, with ya in ya crib sneaker
when you out of town, and you not
turn your ass over like a n-gga stepped out of
around youngn
I got ammo and a lot of rounds
up in the streets where you not allowed,
got the songs ride around hummin
and the stay thumpin
and the haters hate
got the bumpin
so the trunks stay
and the get high only on occasion in
my too wild
damn thought weed to calm you down
but Im so high I can two clouds
boy look, these quote my lines like the Lords book
you n-ggas less more hooks
more bucks but less
you them drums, ?uestlove
no Roots, Im so
I used to rock sidelines like a suit
had to at all them loafers, yeah them boat shoes
now Im in the but I wont boast to you dummy
n-ggas had short jokes for my money
toast to the honeys, money and the
and bitch I dont sound like any n-gga
my finger on the trigger
I burn like Henny on the liver
grant death like a genie Ima killer
Lord and he taketh like an Indian giver
to keep jimmy in zipper
when you got them bad Anne Vivians ya
and weed, I got em on Pluto
I like Henny but the hoes Nuvo.

Check, every a n-gga roll,
old school (?) and its on (?)
hoes on me when I enter the
if a n-gga trip, good grip on the chrome
out a clip from the fifth then Im gone
twist up a spliff, get a of Patron
hate a chick who just talk on the phone

baby Im tryna stick, give ya to ya dome, sh-t
if I was you n-gga I would him
hot August nights Im out in Vegas
til time, had that patience
now its big faces, fly
alias Shawn
shows, never call back
blowin Dro sippin tall
on the low had to back
wonder if its all raps
or its all

As I in the toe like Fe fi foe
the heat like flow and the beat typo
better rewrite yo, get rhyming straight
get murked plus 8 Jon and Kate
I mean its for the face off
hit the like an 8 ball
me not like adorf
no for I had a get a day job
me on the mind you aint even on the
bring it but I never been a fiend for her silly ways
so Im tryna get the til Im silly paid
couldnt put her on the team, every another reason
fiend like Billy Mays
gotta grind focus
gotta shine through the of the blind light the hopeless
never confined to the rhymes that Ive
moment of silence the Times gotta this!