Luyện nghe bài hát Street Knock Raspy

Ridin' in my Lotus
back and I'm focused
And the west side hocus
Nigga see them
Coming out at
Niggas crazy, we don't really think
Hit with them Hammers
out for them cameras
Niggas coming
put you in the slammers
I ain't got no time, I doing no crime
Why talking to me
I ain't' no dime
back in my shirt
Giovanni on my back, sitting august
the dog back
LOX is here we back up in
Double R's we come in to share
Back to back and I'm
em back and I'm healing
Niggas crazy and I make a killin
Took over them
over dem trees
Kept them in my
overseas

Hey,
1212, right, 1212,
Get 'em
God it

God it I'm a genius
is the meanest
Where green hair chick from on my penis
Twisted up our
You who my team is
Swatch 'em up and em then we treat them like them cleanest
Used to push the jag tags get the stereo
Mouth row top, row full of gold
88 back bass bumping your stereo
Chicken noodle and mixing soda with the cereal
like milk got beige like the Cheerio
Kicks and purple syrup and my breakfast is
New Black Scale shit that the fleece
Reeboks straight from Swizzy on my feet
And some boy and some billionaire boys club
probably push Bugatti that's the billionaire's toy huh
Woah Ke Mesabi I'm in junior once a
Meracami or Versace and Givanci on boy huh

Hey,
1212, right, 1212,
Get 'em
God it

Haters can't stop me listen to A$AP Rocky
Walking to the and bitches say I'm cocky
to the club and bitches say I'm cocky
Walking to the club and bitches say I'm

Chill back when I'm lay
Sitting back and I'm way
Everybody may stay
Let's say that
Back back in them
back and gets this
Nigga wanna... can I get an
my own on fly
Bout through the sky in walls
God I'm fly
GT irons and all that, and all that
Rembrandt's, you it bitch I got it all
bouncin' on my scrilla
Kickin' back out nilla
aks my color
I told that vanilla

God it
Hey
Hey
Hey