Luyện nghe bài hát Side A

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

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

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

In the Cutty same as steak sauce
the work, but was just a .8 off
Vet in the game, first in the playoffs
Meet me at the Coney, gotta get weight off
Balmains fittin' like a went swimmin' in 'em
I'm waxed and I'm shinin', floor
Whore it hardcore, squirt it on her jaw
at the whore like "what you came here for?"
Linwood nigga, heat on him, no box
a gangbanger's bandana to a rag top
Old head, dope fiend, up the yay
Young boys'll shoot your face for them
Came a long way takin' $3 for a
Cop an 8 ball, stack for the zip
Now I'm in the rap game, verse worth a
linin' up for a hit of this shit
(And I that shit, right now and forever)
(And I that shit, right now and forever)

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

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