Luyện nghe bài hát Relaxation

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Its ya n-gga, thinker, big drinker
late night, with ya wife in ya crib
you out of town, and you not around
turn your ass over like a n-gga stepped out of
crowd youngn
I got ammo and a lot of coming
up in the streets where you not allowed,
got the songs bitches around hummin
and the n-ggas stay
and the hate pumpin
got the 808s
so the stay thumpin
and the get high only on occasion in
my mind too
damn thought weed supposed to you down
but Im so I can palm two clouds
boy look, these n-ggas quote my lines like the book
you less rhymes more hooks
more but less love
you them drums, ?uestlove
no Roots, Im so
I to rock sidelines like a coat suit
had to look at all them loafers, yeah them boat
now Im in the but I wont boast to you dummy
remember had short jokes for my money
toast to the honeys, and the liquor
and bitch I dont like any other n-gga
with my finger on the
I burn like Henny on the liver
grant death wishes like a genie Ima
Lord and he taketh like an Indian giver
hard to keep jimmy in
you got them bad Anne Vivians with ya
Remy and weed, I got em on
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 wanna trip, good grip on the
out a clip from the fifth then Im gone
twist up a spliff, get a of Patron
hate a chick who just talk sh-t on the

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

As I step in the toe Fe fi foe
with the heat like and the beat typo
better rewrite yo, get your rhyming
get murked plus 8 like Jon and
I its time 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
never bring it but I never been a fiend for her silly
so Im get the cream til Im silly paid
put her on the team, every week another reason
thats like Billy Mays
gotta grind focus
shine through the minds of the blind light the hopeless
never confined to the that Ive chosen
moment of silence the Times gotta this!