Luyện nghe bài hát Short Summer

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No regrets, no regards
I know the bar, raise mine, yall can lower
I lack in talent, I normally show in heart
Prolly why want the encore before the show can start
So if you in my life, know ya
That's the best way for us to never grow
Even the mid-life crisis', yall know who the nicest is
Always tell it like it is in of it
Dudes frontin quite a bit, i've grown tired of it
Sometimes rather just watch the movie than write the script
Authentic,
More vintage, mimic, all gimmick
I ridicule been done
See I fooled by what's spewed bout they income
Lose some you win
Perception, shit'll give you grey hairs and some
Inception are you living a dream of in one
Haters see me get to that it cant be all good
So I just kill them with the car, Norwood
And keep success that yall scared of
Done carryin dead weight, I'm no the paul bearer
Check, I'm too grown for all the games I play with suckers
I'm on the sideline, watchin the dave and busters
But when you think of Joe is unrefutable (Not a word, he means irrefutable)
The is fucked up, but the picture gon' be beautiful

its gonna be a summer
Cause most of yall ain't built to
It's gonna be a short
Cause soon enough shit gon' pass
It's gonna be a summer
You had fun but now it's done
It's be a short summer
A new has begun

Which are you an heir to
How can I be to
Nigga you fallin off a parachute
Ya short, you got some earnin to do
You new school, just you got some learnin to do
I dont to argue
You to easy to tear apart
What I is partial, that whole project is Sarah Marshall
And I dont know what type of you on
I tried to you get the point but you was Chris Duhon
So where Ray Felton when you em
niggas show you who they really are you should believe them
Catch me with the top down, turnpike
to have Jersey on fire like Cleveland
With my back in the wall I ain't never got slayed
Lebron was king until that got Wade
So if you marry the game i'll be at the alter
With niggas I dont call till its an altercation
Less money, less court cases
More mile high, more
More of my back rubbed, more of my massaged
Had me thinkin she invented face time Steve
can't stay afloat, they proll need a mention
We in two different boats, but need an engine
Nerve of you niggas I earth you
Took the mirena out of shorty, gave to you niggas
Dog, I hear you say
You Steve Irwin to a upset
A lighter to a Jean Grey
Now hotta, you notta
scholar, new prada, a few dollars
Niggas want to hit em the chrome like Blaka
I'm waiting for them they get home like Posada
How did he compare a stove to hells
That make a man real mad, Mel Gibson
So death to all the by any means
Kill em all, hang em from the ceilin skinny jeans
For aspiring that want to pop a can
For the families of Sean Bell, Oscar
ya heat wave is almost up
Playing for keepsake you almost
So you talk about Joe
When you done being
Say the painter was
But he made sure the portrait was

WAT UP