Luyện nghe bài hát S.D.E.

[Hook: Dave
I'm feeling like I ain't took a nap in
I'm up, thousand tucked, right in back the jeep
I'm stuck, in the cut make an actress speak
Sports, drugs, and entertainment, I'm Master P
Sports, drugs, and entertainment, think I'm Cam
20 grams, spin it a ceiling fan
Pan, pan, old Harlem niggas pitching
Kill the then hit the beach, go get a tan

On the sixth floor, right in the 'jects, writing my
Wishing I was on my fifth tour, got work I can click off
how to stack good
I just want that same color as a Backwood (dark brown)
Still empty, I'm that
Used to do the spot, now it's Benihana lunch
Rolled with some older niggas that'll tie mama up
Oyster perpetual for the Rollie, kept it cut
Bottom nigga climbing up off sour, you can me stuck
Bark shot, bring me right back, line you up
Pull up in shit you never seen so I ain't gotta rush
Zoom by, kush on my left, on my right
Kept the white right in the middle like pies, I'm too high
They think riding till they goons die
My ask you what your shoe size
Then let a few fly
I'm in with a Mu-ma
Tryna win the off of Grandz & Buda
I the moolah, ha

I'm feeling like I ain't a nap in weeks
I'm up, couple thousand tucked, right in the jeep
I'm stuck, in the cut make an actress speak
Sports, drugs, and entertainment, think I'm P
Sports, drugs, and entertainment, I'm Killa Cam
20 grams, spin it a ceiling fan
Pan, pan, old Harlem niggas pitching
the streets then hit the beach, go get a tan

Not again, he dropping the drop again
I can go Margielas, Jordans, Timberlands,
Your guns, don't even acknowledge 'em
Them old Eagles, nigga is you Donovan?
My connect, I remain anonymous
And on everything, never name my accomplices
In all (honestness)
They the reason for all my accomplishments
See that car ain't rap, heron sponsored it
we could bond a bit
Can't tell you though, believe it's mobster shit
Gats busting, that's nothing, bag up
Niggas ran off with work, lead to casket stuffing
Murder 1, homicide, it's disgusting
the hammer on me, I said "fag you bluffing"
From Lennox Ave to 1st
I get skrilla, Killa I'm still in first

I'm feeling like I ain't a nap in weeks
I'm up, couple thousand tucked, in back the jeep
I'm stuck, diamonds in the cut make an speak
Sports, drugs, and entertainment, I'm Master P
Sports, drugs, and entertainment, think I'm Cam
20 grams, spin it a ceiling fan
Pan, pan, old niggas pitching grams
the streets then hit the beach, go get a tan

Get a tan
Do nigga
Bahamas, Cuba, Antigua,
We outta
Beach Life my