Luyện nghe bài hát Side A

In the kitchen, open for the heat
Got my young, light skinned ho up the tree
Wearin' jackets in the house, it's the way
water on the stove, Ramen noodles for dinner
Dope fiends out the halfway house and still sniffin'
Homie 50, smokin' and still tricking'
Still talkin' with this Lucy I'm ass lickin'
See my breath when I talk, but nigga, I ain't
is, the nigga tryna put us out
Sellin' all the samples, afford to give 'em out
copped a half track, see my nigga tryna get it
Standin' on the baseline, Scottie Pippen
Needles in they arms just to keep the on
Shit, fuck around, be on hardcore
Tryna get shit off, the winter, we snuck in
Won't live for anything, but die for nothin'

They want old Danny Brown
To bag up and a whole pound
Might have to go and get my braids
Matter of fact, go and them AKs back

They want that old Brown
To bag up and a whole pound
Might have to go and get my braids
of fact, go and bring them AKs back

In the Cutty same color as sauce
the work, but was just a .8 off
Vet in the game, seed in the playoffs
Meet me at the Coney, gotta get this off
Balmains fittin' like a went swimmin' in 'em
I'm and I'm shinin', hardwood floor
want it hardcore, squirt it on her jaw
Lookin' at the like "what you came here for?"
Linwood nigga, heat on him, no box
Turn a bandana to a rag top
Old head, fiend, cookin' up the yay
Young shoot your face for them Cartiers
Came a way takin' $3 for a nick'
Cop an 8 ball, tryna for the zip
Now I'm in the rap game, verse a brick
Fiends linin' up for a hit of this
(And I reps shit, right now and forever)
(And I that shit, right now and forever)

They want that old Brown
To bag up and a whole pound
have to go and get my braids back
Matter of fact, go and bring AKs back

They want that old Brown
To bag up and a whole pound
have to go and get my braids back
Matter of fact, go and bring AKs back