Luyện nghe bài hát Swank Sinatra

[Verse 1:
between me and you
You think you should have it and I it
on the past and I'm in the lab working
Never to God in the hood, there's bad service
But I guess I got bars cause he sending 'em for
Sin, got critics questioning what lane he in
I'm just turning crowds into
Pounds, I be blazin' the haze I listen to Waves
On the road searching for like Jackie and Jade

[Verse 2: Bada$$]
Ain't shit fly I rock it
High like drop kicks in
Red Eye fly shit holding chop sticks, split with monsters
keys in partures, ain't pick a decent sponsor
But bet I'll still archer, yo Dymez, I got
Slow through Gotham, the villain drink black like I'm
Gothic, I be in the lab topics
Mixing toxics 'til the prophet's pockets
Or 'til I get in

[Verse 3: Capital
T-shirt from
The rebirth of YOLO; if I'm to find a proto
All I got to do is yodel, on the low
Got me dreaming like a mogul, the is killing me
I call that the ozone, Capital
had the cash up in the bank, so the snakes want to
Ask me if I'm great, we laughing in your
Cause rap was a mistake, the entrees came
They had me eating steak

[Verse 4: CJ
This with a fly feel
You'll be dead if you lie still, it's all about you choose
To do, buy
niggas like grim reapers
They takers, black hoodie bone breakers
Put you to sleep, you won't wake up, I mean, you could go
From weight rooms to waiting rooms, be armed or up
When that piece to your chest, so make your move, no Fools
I just say the truth, gonna be a vacant
If you the rules

[Verse 5: Bada$$]
A gift is my curse if I and I burst
But fuck arms, I do enough harm I'm kicking a verse
I heard niggas went missing, the dirt is when you surface?
What you mean I ain't earn this? ask for my service
Emotions in his flow a wave, now he surfin'
But these demons and serpents be lurkin'
It's urgent, a rebel, fuck school, burn shit
ask him to pull up his pants up, it irks him

[Verse 6:
Til I die of an overdose of the dopeness, I'm higher
Flying above the coast and just scoping and getting
I am a of this box we call pop culture
pop filter bringing our collapse closer
Batman of this rap scam, they gasp
facts over these tracks, deeper than Shaq's vox
Dyme's dope, stay on my grind cause I
time slow, puffing that lye smoke but time don't

[Verse 7: CJ
Wait, you quakes
When you're moving plates, illuminate,
Got me thinking that it's the same, let a flow like mine
Ever through the drain, cause I'm fit for the game
Watch me shift through the planes, the rap monster
Is popping off if cops involved, them all
Dropping draws/jaws, now chakras off, eating lobster sauce
Stop it, dog, I'm the law, led 'em on
drawn, it's the art of war

[Verse 8: STEEZ]
I can it getting closer
As Ls turn to clips, turn to roaches
And those turn to bowl hits, oh
Looks like we getting high again, that's another
Of right to my diaphragm
I a dutch, then I pay the cut, you be on the wall
Posted up, to make a cuff, groupies on my arm
Just to prove that we enough
Let me see you take a puff while I it up