Luyện nghe bài hát Side A

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

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

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

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

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

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