Luyện nghe bài hát Stay True

Oh yeah,
It's
Y'all niggas hold your
Throw your down, put 'em down

Yo, we in the fields with
You niggas, eat kid meals to meat
We street referees, we
Jean jackets, shirts over turtlenecks
Certified doctors in hoods steal all techs
But wait, roll cameras, Babyface blowin' like beach nut
Call off the mutts, it's me
Ghost, host this evenin'
(Ladies and gents, I'd like to you all for comin' out tonight)

Tucks tight, all sharp, light up a bark, mingle
Fetch me a Martin on diamonds
Flair-laided Gucci joints, I never
I might 'em to my brother-in-law
Fitzpatrick, ribs battered, worth than Egyptian marrows
the God jewels, Gucci goggles
That's how the God do, Motown
My office like Smokey's voice, moist, but choice
We guzzle Dom's, the scratchy throats
Live on the edge, bracelets, shades and classy
Jungle in the club, we Colombo
eat a snowman, frozen as the milky way
Ice on the floor, in the sleeve
In the seam of his mink, he "Don't drink"
Think he talked, he walked like he ordered
Champ down in Vegas, vendin' machines
I sip Alize' of E and J

The is rough out here
game came and had us years
is a man to do?
(Brother man, true, stay true)

The streets is out here
game came and had us years
is a man to do?
(Brother man, true, stay true)