Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet

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

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

The original lick-splickety, higher Yosemite
the mold mentally, master with no limiting
'em say "ugh!"
They worshipping our force
the floor tip in your temple of authenticity
Often they say I'm off it, I offer my crossed
They forgot we on, I'll remind em with hostility
Hot diggity damn, running scams
Gotta cover your and take another glance
Running a clinic, no scans, no one claimin' yo mans
It's all pertaining to plan, call me the
Lap you in a UFO, I started yet
Still gotta out exactly where to park it at
Moses with the pen, each line an ocean I can it at
But too deep...

Don't call me stupid, that ain't the way my pronounced
Don't me Cupid, I got too many hoes right now
Poolside in Houston, tryna see if will take me for adoption
Broke-ass rich
A civilian shot in Third
We by the fountain
This is Wood, man
I go is the woodlands
I need a
Vodka in an can
I'm in the Whataburger
All the kids who I am
I a honeybutter
lean in my Sprite can

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

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

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

me up like licorice
Think I need someone who can it
Ice on my boys and my wrist this
I don't need tryna 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 give me

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