Luyện nghe bài hát Supply & Demand

Four walls starin' at a nigga
Plottin' out a while I'm smokin' on this killa
Lookouts on the corner, my brother in the window
I made gold out this weed and instrumentals

I'm down, all ten
Eastside, my zip
See, you just gettin' here, realizin' I cold
Zip up your Face
My is cross-laced
Seventy-two spokes, OG shit, that's all I
the car I drove, right to the joints I smoke
And that's fo'
Hopped out in attire, rockin' all my gold
I might drink an Arnold Palmer and golf eighteen holes
Pick up a tennis racket, my got the bracelet to match it
See, we forever mashin' the cash is involved
We grab it and it, let it stack up in them vaults
Built a safe, but you see safe ain't really safe at all, 'cause
Niggas is dogs, they'll break in your and steal the walls
Dig up your floors, do it to you raw
It's only room for one of us, gonna get took off
Say it's only room for one of us, somebody gonna get off

Four walls just starin' at a
Plottin' out a mission while I'm smokin' on killa
Lookouts on the corner, my brother in the window
I made gold out this weed and instrumentals

I take ten, make twenty more
Gas out my low-rider in front the
I'm it up out the sun-roof
Yeah, I the E in it to let 'em know
We up in the studio cookin'
Two bricks, we got six to go
Eight-piece, you can get your and go
the fiends ain't waitin' for it no more
They impatient, baby
And say they can't take the pain
I just dropped a batch last
want me to come back again
See, called supply and demand
Underground, I am the man
Mainstream, not like me
But I catch big stunts on
Aw, man