Luyện nghe bài hát Shit I'm On

Uh, uh, uh, fuck you talk, Uh
You know what we doing, boy
shit, shit, uh, uh, huh, uh

1]
I the shipyard, you rap subpar
Fuck a roof, why cover the cars, white like a bar
Park the double R, pull your trump
hog's 300 large, from the guard, you get dumped on
You tumbled when your number was
The 40 calls, you summersault, dog
Don't worry, lord, the summer's all
The pump up under the London fog
The horse is imported Portugal
My songs is like porn
Pouring pourisons with Amazons
Black Panameras, Tony standards
Scramblers is in the Porsche
is soft, we used to scramble on the porch
For a Phantom cost, I blam at your thoughts
Transport snort, so raw the snowballed
Got bowling balls for
My whore, she like Charlie Baltimore
We up, my dog, the scoreboard
The crib four floors, you know we in for the long haul
That I'm on

Uh, that's that I'm on
the window down and hit 'em all
That's that I'm on
That's that I'm on
that shit I'm on
Roll the window and hit 'em all

2]
Huh, uh, yo, lime Gallardo
I'm like without the scar though
You how karma go
The AR strap go over the bone
I fly hoes in Ferragamo
My still glow from behind a blindfold
Rock the manteca, the Rollie Skydweller
Uh, they crashed the Regera on La
All my is like cinema
The tool shot close by, I feel like I'm John Derringer
Uh, all my clothes is cut
Only fuck with bitches if they down to
My shades a thousand and up
I got a plug, I get you plugged
heart'll stop pumping blood
Get fly for the hoes in the no fly
the R Seven Quattro, y'all don't drive those
We fly fly hoes to the Galapagos with white ropes
To 'em right, we get 'em lipo'd
Aight

Uh, that shit I'm on
Roll the down and hit 'em all
that shit I'm on
That's shit I'm on
that shit I'm on
Roll the window and hit 'em all