Luyện nghe bài hát Someone To Love

[Hook: 2 x2
I had to give hoes
I had to give these someone to love
I said I had to these hoes
I had to give hoes someone to love
This I'm doin'
This what I'm doin', easier than drugs
I said this I'm doin'
This I'm doin', it's easier than drugs

1: 2 Chainz]
a P in the pot
Type of nigga, used to on a cot
Type of nigga, to get it and go
You the that sold a ki to a cop
Type of nigga, have your in my spot
I'm the to tie her feet in a knot
of nigga, turned a dream to a G
Type of nigga, turned that G to a
around and take a P on the lot
Used to say, "Give me on the rocks"
Used to say, "Kiss it one time" cause that was stankin'
I some Febreze on the box, weed in my socks
Picture of me with a on the block
me rollin'
If I get gunned down
Your picture gon' be holdin'
up the paper, custodian
Your bitch to get stolen, now it is a wrap
Talkin' foil
Touch that [?], what the fuck? Shoot a nigga tunk
Show me a that is loyal
I could sell her desert
me or love me not
You cannot go to my spot

x2

2: Cap-1]
I'm the to put the ki on the block
I'm the type to be the of the spot
Push button, ain't no key for the
my body, I think that I'm Pac
Got these bitches fallin' to give me the box
Bet you wonder how I did it
Fell in love with sellin' drugs and then I and got a plug
And I made a little bit of money, spendin' thousand limits
I had to these hoes
I had to give hoes someone to love
Took them 5s and 10s and 20s, it up
Took them 50s, 100s, I went to the club
They can see I'm doin'
See what I'm doin', it's easier than
In the kitchen water whippin', pigeons
the digits, the blue money come
Got the Forgiatto on that new
Blowin' avocado, ridin' Chicago
Got the cup and lean in baby bottle
Got the shooters me, black Mercedes follow
cost a bando
Rest in [?]
My bitch from Cuba, the weed from Cali
But my plug

x2

[Verse 3:
I do this shit for my now
They say young Skay got the now
I'm sellin' this shit illegal now
I'm comin' to the teacher now
We're not the same, I'm a now
Came a way from them Regals now
How he hop out of two now?
That's them bitches be sayin'
That's what them niggas be
But hate is an trait
You want somethin' salty go shit in hand
Shout out to Cap and his
He got me whippin' my wrist in a
Look I'm whippin' my wrist in a Glad
All yellow Rollie, is on my hand
I never to man
God told me "give 'em the truth", I've been spittin' the truth
That shit you're spittin' ain't
I'm just a product, can
I'm ill in the booth
I'm known to in the booth, I'm known to spill in the booth
See I it better, I'll never talk to a pillar
And I cannot to these niggas, so