Luyện nghe bài hát Supply & Demand

Four walls just at a nigga
Plottin' out a mission while I'm on this killa
on the corner, plus my brother in the window
I done gold out this weed and instrumentals

I'm down, all ten
Eastside, my zip
See, you just gettin' here, I been cold
Zip up your Face
My is cross-laced
Seventy-two spokes, OG shit, all I know
the car I drove, right to the joints I smoke
And that's fo'
Hopped out in country-club attire, all my gold
Like I might drink an Arnold Palmer and golf holes
up a tennis racket, my bitch got the bracelet to match it
See, we forever mashin' the cash is involved
We grab it and stash it, let it stack up in vaults
Built a safe, but you see that safe ain't really at all, 'cause
Niggas is dogs, they'll break in house 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, gonna get took off

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

I could take ten, make twenty
Gas out my in front the store
I'm it up out the sun-roof
Yeah, I keep the E in it to let 'em
We up in the studio cookin'
Two bricks, we got six to go
Eight-piece, you can get pack and go
the fiends ain't waitin' for it no more
They gettin' impatient,
And they say can't take the pain
I just a batch last month
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