Luyện nghe bài hát Ronnie Coleman

1:]
When I'm
Smoking weed, by the window in my home
Often thinking why the is it I'm not in Rome
If I had a motivation, money, and a hot body
I see it now Brons in the
No more pigging out, binging on the night
No more sneaking in the syringe to get the game tight
No more packing hot on my neck right by the fade right
40 pounds to go and you hookers getting laid right
I'm eating salad but I'm off the croutons
Cause ever since... than yukon
Savings on the cookies, mommy clipping out the
out from over-eating, sleeping on the futon
Lock the refrigerator, no controlling me
Steak and got they muthafuckin hold on me
Ain't trying to be laid in a box, on me
Bronsolino 5 miles for the glory

Let's go, 20 more to go boy
Yo you want that... by the crotch
Yeah go (I want it)
Gimme pushups
Gimme dips (I can't no more)
Let me get some jacks (Gimme a sandwich!)
Yeah you want that steak dinner don't (AAAAH)
gunna work that sandwich off now (I need Marshmallows!)
Yeah fuckin go
20 more miles, let's go you fat
(AH MARSHMALLOWS IT TO ME)
You you, fuck you!

2:]
From philly cheesesteaks, on the barbeque
I'm twisted eating chicken with a prostitute
An hour later eat the burger my drug dealer
add the butter to the fudge to make the fudge realer
Every five minutes look in the as if magic happened
Sneak a cookie, rip the bag, and fix the wrapping
I don't know one to know that I took it
Cause I'm a no good... ay yo fry the man
Life is a to me and I'm a over do it
I wanna wear Italian clothing but it don't cut it
Not the that show the package with the crystal studded
The shit they in Milan that's looking crispy custom
5 and 6 bitches, lickin' my twitches
Serve up a facial, miss the Belgium bitches em
For now I'll take what I can get till this switches
Whatever you stupid bitch
Yo here's to the drugs of
Here's to ribs
Extended lunch time I eat for three kids
Go on a diet, then fall off because I'm kid
Since I was young I'm candy on the sneak tip
My day is based fine drugs, cholesterol
at my height and weight I'm probably still the best at ball
I'm tatted up, I have no shame to the chest at all
I bet I have your lady humming on my

Yeah,
Bout to be fuckin, summer in the winter