Luyện nghe bài hát Street Runner

1:]
The nerve of these niggas, they acting like they done already it
Practice make perfect, so perfect'll be my mama's
These niggas lame and uneducated and
What I lay every should be the defecation
My denim made by Asians, I dress amazing
My shirt so crazy I get with some Sketchers Shape-Ups
Such a lie for I get up out these Nike's
Number five Tokyo don't know the price
Bitch, we like we ain't harvesting for tomorrow
We ain't no gangsters, but we mob up before we borrow
Gold bottles, getting me Aziago
braggodacio like Randy Macho Man out the toro
I'm a slim jim, it's designated to your
Now Benz friend, I'm sliding in that new Mercedes
Or whatever her name is, she just to get famous
And I bet she see the light, know Benjamin Franklin

2:]
Look, is this what you predicted? Look you becoming
It's funny privacy limits even though I'm living comfort
How can you really do it? How can you love it?
When women who never loved you is you so much of it
Real respect me, I ain't switch up my image
Real women respect me, they can tell that I
And little is mad that I'm winning
got opinions, but got no bitches
Won't pop a pistol, pop up a
God bless 'em, my fill with all my stressing
Don't own a mirror, but made a million reflecting
Tell my respecters on Malcom X, I apply the
Lucaya closed a line of row, no lying, go check it
And I do for the coaching
And I'm hoping I can and do it big as Oprah
Word, real nigga shit, you might gone need some
Hit the scene, guillotine, niggas off theirselves