Luyện nghe bài hát Relaxation

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Its ya n-gga, deep thinker, big
night, with ya wife in ya crib sneaker
when you out of town, and you not
turn ass over like a n-gga stepped out of bounds
around youngn
I got ammo and a lot of rounds
up in the where you not allowed, runnin
got the songs bitches around hummin
and the stay thumpin
and the haters pumpin
got the 808s
so the stay thumpin
and the n-gga get only on occasion in
my too wild
damn thought weed to calm you down
but Im so I can palm two clouds
boy look, these n-ggas my lines like the Lords book
you n-ggas less rhymes hooks
more bucks but love
you them drums, ?uestlove
no Roots, Im so
I used to rock like a coat suit
had to look at all them loafers, them boat shoes
now Im in the game but I wont boast to you
remember n-ggas had short jokes for my
toast to the honeys, money and the
and bitch I sound like any other n-gga
my finger on the trigger
I burn rappers like on the liver
grant death wishes like a Ima killer
Lord and he taketh like an Indian giver
hard to jimmy in zipper
you got them bad Anne Vivians with ya
Remy and weed, I got em on
I like Henny but the hoes Nuvo.

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

baby Im tryna stick, ya dicks to ya dome, sh-t
if I was you I would hate him
hot August nights Im out in Vegas
til time, had that patience
now its big faces, fly
alias stacks
miss shows, call back
blowin Dro tall cats
on the low had to back
wonder if its all raps
or its all

As I step in the toe Fe fi foe
with the like flow and the beat typo
better rewrite yo, get your rhyming
get murked 8 like Jon and Kate
I mean its time for the off
hit the corner like an 8
me not concentrate like
no for I had a get a day job
me on the mind you aint on the radar
never bring it but I been a fiend for her silly ways
so Im tryna get the cream til Im paid
couldnt put her on the team, every week reason
fiend like Billy Mays
gotta grind focus
gotta shine through the minds of the blind light the
never confined to the that Ive chosen
of silence the Times gotta quote this!