Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Two Ten

Imma' be paid
I up
Famous nigga

I woke up working like a
mean I work from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, 10 again
Nightmares of everything boost my adrenaline

All bread can't be good for my cholesterol
Don't come round' talking loudly, fucking up my dawg
I can't lie bruh lately been stressing heavily
I'm sipping, popping, smoking on whatever take the off
Diss you, FF Imperial my burial
Dodging bullet and venereal
Anti fuck boy material I'm dead, I'm living proof
If you focus on what's in of you and not what's in the peripheral
It's gone, word, boy I seen on drama
on drama over comma on comma
I'm bringing home prez, my house done feel like its haunted
I put the city on my back, along with my garments
to sleep, snoring

I woke up working a Mexican
That mean I work 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, then 10
Nightmares of losing everything boost my

I got 3 like I'm Jamaican though
I need 3 wives like I was though
One cook, one clean, the other PMS'ing, no hable
If police have questions they don't what that mean nigga
They say Detroit going through the great
Still it's been depressed so long I even tell depression here
My homeboy still gon' pull up on them big as a Ferris wheel
So rides up on the curb my lil 'cause thought the fair was here
Like oh, I'm primo, top spot redeemed ho, for who, my
And we might take a trip to Jamaica, Montego, and flamingos
Got me thinking the fuck I to sleep for?

I woke up working a Mexican
That I work from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, 10 again
Nightmares of losing everything my adrenaline