Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet

Stripped down to my and my bones
I love huskies but I like a wolf (howw!)
In a but I feel all alone
I'm scatterbrained, man
Better the clone
Until you high as a plumber with race eyes, (chronic) doin' shit
Like, make your bio-pic (haha)
'em up, hit Zaxby's
Get the wing (yum)
quick bills still stacking to the ceiling (uh-oh)
Whatchu mean, it ain't (what?)
mean, you ain't finding yourself? (oh, I am, I'm trying)
Whatchu mean, you got no cash? (I got a little bit)
Whatchu mean? mean?
Shouldn't your be big just like a fat chick? (uh-huh)
Shouldn't your mama be paying the house off? (I guess)
Shouldn't you have a real ego? (no)
Shouldn't these girls be just like seagulls? (eh)

me up like licorice
Think I someone who can handle it
Ice on my and my wrist this flex
I don't nobody tryna give me shit
Twistin' me up licorice
Think I need who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist flex
I need nobody tryna give me shit

The lick-splickety, higher than Yosemite
Breaking the mold mentally, with no limiting
'em say "ugh!"
They worshipping our viciously
Watching the floor tip in your of authenticity
they say I'm off it, I offer my crossed empathy
They forgot we on, I'll remind em with hostility
Hot damn, everyone running scams
Gotta cover clams and take another glance
Running a clinic, no scans, ain't no one claimin' yo
It's all to plan, call me the architect
Lap you in a UFO, I started yet
gotta figure out exactly where to park it at
Moses with the pen, line an ocean I can part it at
But too deep...

Don't call me stupid, that the way my name pronounced
Don't call me Cupid, I got too many right now
Poolside in Houston, tryna see if Beyonce take me for adoption
rich suburbs
A shot in Third Ward
We by the fountain
This is Wood, man
Everywhere I go is the
I a honeybutter
Vodka in an can
When I'm in the
All the kids who I am
I a honeybutter
lean in my Sprite can

Twistin' me up licorice
I need someone who can handle it
Ice on my and my wrist this flex
I don't need nobody tryna me shit
me up like licorice
Think I someone who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist flex
I need nobody tryna give me shit

I got a record but I'm clean as they
I'm Godzilla, they see me they run
On 37th, used to run from the
The undercovers gotta when they come
I out and in a couple of months
be a pop star, they call me a thug
I used to write raps on the of the bus
Now I'm in the seat shifting the gears

It's funny how can change
hundred dollars to my name, left to Hollywood
I was living off Ramen and
Five hundred dollars on these dinners, never to pay
up my teachers told me
"You better get them grades up if you wanna finish school
And after high school, you get a degree
it's a dog-eat-dog world, you could live in the street"
Flashback, I had my Walkman in the
Listening to NSYNC, saw my on the CD
blond tips, wanted to be JT
Wanted to do big things, had to a dream
One might say I was from the get-go
But same people assume, 'cause they'll never know
What it's to be called to what's not set in stone
I am one with the ebb and flow, that's all I

Twistin' me up like
Think I need who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my this flex
I don't need tryna give me shit
Twistin' me out like
Think I need who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist flex
I don't need nobody tryna me shit

Twistin' me up like
Think I need someone who can it
Ice on my boys and my wrist flex
I don't need nobody give me shit
Twistin' me out licorice
Think I need who can handle it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this
I don't need nobody tryna me shit