Luyện nghe bài hát Stay

Peace to the Percenters,
engine inventors
Shout to niggas, family men, bringin' home dinners
Watch out for desperate lonely women, hurt ya happy
Miserable and alone, kissable, to bone
She not the type of a throne
Her is her curse, she fuck for shoes and a purse
Make me a first, can watch you on my phone
I in Barcelona
I spend some in Rome
Feel like a knight from
that's what I named my son:
He was born to be one, how my game was won
740 Beamer
licked by an angel's
I'm livin' dangerous son, she got a man, a one
Honey be watchin', she got a lot of options
Hard to make up her mind decidin' which baller to rock
Hot to death, slim pickings, but I'm not
She got the hottest sex, so I guess just...

ven though IExplain don't you, next Friday night can't wait to fight you
Locked up I would knife you, don't fuck you
Last month I bucked at you, you got locked
I felt bad, wait, do I got for you?
I might you, but do I got love for you?
I want you dead 6 feet of soil
At the same time, you here to witness me while you in misery
We hate other, but it's love, what a thug mystery
ago they ate the heart of a slain enemy
We enemies, but hatred could never enter me
seek fame cause they need validation
Some say hatin' is confused
Spotlight on me, I still look
Still get money, lady pushin' a Bentley
Maybe niggas could see too much of they failures through a nigga who
I don't like you near bruh, but I you to...