Luyện nghe bài hát Tax Letter

So nigga Tax out here
Why he tellin' me he eat ass my nigga
This wanna eat ass
Cas' out here with his wife, left at home
Its be lit!
Lit! anything is

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

I know you waitin' on that from me
Charlamagne, said he's with the bail money
And thats a fact, you help me out the
You got my deal for me, I ain't ever lookin'
Just get you situated back
Even wax the situation wack
The Billy still beefin' the Macks
I to swipe a fit, they ran a trapper outta Saks
I guess know my face now
Don't Run, got me all over the now
Break you outta jail, give me one trial
is how it sound when a thug cry

2]
The lawyer know you more wiser
To ever Irving Plaza to the Gaza
Besides, you had the deals and
When I heard the news, I swear to god, man I it
this
I met Jay Z, had a Roc Nation it was crazy
Cut a couple niggas off, be shady
They supported me, nigga can you blame me?
But I'm state to though
These niggas showin' love, but its though
Yeah I its gettin' late bro
What you already know, be safe though