Luyện nghe bài hát Save the Trilldren

going!
Uh, mind business, bitch get out the way
That nigga like God is great, I gotta say
They watered boy, I pull the flowers out the vase
You either frowning at life or smiling at wake

Big face hundreds, I'm thinking Banks
Moving dust for the bread, who ordered powder
She say "Meet me at the altar," wait I change
She tryna show me the light, we a common pain
Uh, she love me, but baby what would you do for

Flow tight as a groupie hug, you what's up
is paradise, I live a weary life
I my style back, cause you don't wear it right
This .40 cal with me, I'm on a dairy
A in the rough, I went to Jared, right?

bodies in trunks, know they ain't sparing life
Man these nigga too pussy, they like a pair of
Yikes, Anita Baker
Slumped in my seat while she doming me and proceed to it

My hit me bout a lick, I told him "Keep it tasteful"
Aye, they was blunt with a nigga, now need the vapors
I got the feature from Khaled, shit I'm grateful
I'm in the ghetto like Nana pudding, wafers
I'm from the ghetto where everyday is like

I represent for them dreaming that never made it
Aye yo, they saying we got though, go tell the neighbors
Peep how I this shit up, baby go set the table
did us dirty, we paid them back - that's reparations

Nigga I'm speeding through life, this is Talladega
Check the playa, we running up this paper
Boy been a blowout, I feel Angie Davis
on the coupe, flames under spoon

All you new niggas looking like fiends on the
I'm quick to spot a op like a stain on a
My life is under construction trees on a booth
This shit is over, tell a fat lady the blues
Lay you under a stone for trying to get the scoop

I'm the nigga, this is audio Mona Lisa
I burn this shit like cardio, promise you freak her
Kidnap the princess, Mario hide diva
Kicking around these parts, they robbing you for ya sneakers
Every line is murder shit, how is not illegal
Going on you fucks, she fondle me while I'm sleeping

Shit, I'm off the deep end, uh, no I don't trends
Cause all that shit that you talking bout is him
Well alright, bumping Stevie Wonder
take heed my hunger, the illest in this genre
Ain't back to momma, so ain't no need to mumble

acting out in church, but still I keep the thumper
Only one taking life, just know I weave the
Ok, I want the numbers, but I don't the numbers
I keep it funky my circle like I'm eating Funyuns
Leave the jungle just to comeback and feed the
And save the children,