Luyện nghe bài hát Tax Letter

So this Tax out here
Why he tellin' me he don't eat ass my
nigga wanna eat ass
Cas' out here with his wife, left at home
Its be lit!
Lit! is yeah

1]
Dear beloved, how you up?
still moving', we ain't slowin' up
Wish you was right rollin' up
I got songs with Chris Brown, man I'm up
That case hit me, like the car crash
But I still to your punk ass
On beat, miss you in the streets
Who else gon' bring heat?
Like interview with Meek
In the Wraith, still D'USSÉ
With the chase, used to get shit by the case
And the bevel, callin' you a devil
You went against the grain, you was law like the

I know you on that mail from me
Charlamagne, said he's helpin' with the bail
And thats a fact, you me out the trap
You got my deal for me, I ain't ever back
Just wanna get you back
wax said the situation wack
The Billy still with the Macks
I tried to a fit, they ran a trapper outta Saks
I guess they know my now
Don't Run, got me all over the now
you outta jail, just give me one trial
This is how it when a thug cry

2]
The lawyer that you more wiser
To ever Irving Plaza to the Gaza
Besides, you had the and endorsements
When I heard the news, I swear to god, man I it
this
I met Jay Z, had a Roc Nation brunch it was
Cut a couple niggas off, niggas be
never supported me, nigga can you blame me?
But I'm state to though
niggas showin' love, but its fake though
Yeah I its gettin' late bro
What you know, nigga be safe though