Luyện nghe bài hát Smile

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I mean, I
I gotta, new me
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I mean, I
I gotta, new me
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I gotta,

1]
This for the
This for lil and Robin and Rock [?]
And and 40 be quiet, niggas recording
You went in talking to death in them The House in bitch
Bleed her to death, feed on my niggas then her to death
been so good with this shit
Do you live here to die? All niggas bereaving your steps
I just wanna shine, pussy ass nigga gon' lean on the ref
Nigga I woke up this mornin', feeling like I don't be needing
I'ma get bigger than Whoo Kid, who can go harder than
Put the lil Xan in my
go harder though, I'ma go harder though
Look at the martyr go, the artichoke
This what you wanted, ain't what you wanted, this and Tha Carter IV
I'ma me a bitch in the mornin' though
flip me a bitch in the mornin' though
I'ma flip me a bitch and my partners shit
my niggas say, "This why we in here, this why we did it"

My just made it back home
Pocket of money, god damn
niggas might smile when they see him
Nigga made it home
full of money, god damn
Them might smile when they see him

I can't help but, my feet up
Call my kinfolk,
What you doing, you going?
To the
I can't help but, keep my up
my kinfolk, dawg
What you doing, you going?
To the hills, to no
They know they're

2]
I know a bald headed bitch and she ain't worth
Tryna serve me papers and suck my
Tryna take my son, bitch you ain't rocks
Let me ease my mind, let me my lungs
I don't know your name, I forgot that
I'm for real, times, yeah
I won't lose my grip, 'fore I turn
It good next year, yeah
When I listen to the say it, I'm pullin' over
I've been prayin' with a head, yeah
In the valley,
Where you Can you take me

My nigga just made it home
Pocket of money, god damn
Them niggas might when they see him
Nigga it back home
Pocket full of money, god
Them niggas might when they see him

I can't help but, my feet up
Call my kinfolk,
What you doing, where you
To the hills, to no
They know good
I can't help but, keep my up
Call my kinfolk,
What you doing, where you
To the hills, to no
know they're good