Luyện nghe bài hát The Joy

Add a sugar, honey suckle lamb
Great expression of
Boy, you could not miss a dozen roses
would astound you
The joy of children laughing you
These are the of you

I do it for the and the street authors
That are not A&R's in the office
that never got signed but they keep offers
Girls that's way too for us to keep off us
Gave her a only for my man's sake
She in her suit cause of the damn cake
Now there's all over the damn place
And she want me to cum all her damn face
I never understood planned
Cause I met nobody plan to be a parent in the hood
Taking refills of plan B pill
Another shorty that make it to the family will
If I don't make it, take it, hope the family will
They ain't crazy they don't how insanity feel
Don C just had a shorty so not that bad
But I still hear the ghosts of the I never had

Add a little sugar, honey lamb
Great of happiness
Boy, you could not with a dozen roses
would astound you
The joy of children laughing you
are the makings of you

No Electro, no metro, a retro, I perfecto
You know the demo, ya boy act
You ain't get the memo, back in style
Now when Rome go the other got Bridget
What's more tripped out is they sisters
Nah, you ain't listen, black, they sisters
They momma, named them after white
No next you see me on your fallopian
Though the Egyptian, know the hunger's Ethiopian
questions like "Is he gon' be dope again?"
Have you seen him? Has anybody to him?
This beat deserves Hennessy, a bad bitch and a bag of weed, the Holy
In the mirror I see my only enemy
Your life's cursed, well an obscenity

Add a little sugar, honey lamb
Great of happiness
Boy, you could not with a dozen roses
Such would you
The joy of children around you
are the makings of you

This is my shit
I used to this through the walls in the hood
When I was back in my shit
and marijuana sticks, seeds and the ganja hat
Will be popping like the sample I'm rhyming with
Rock, let the needle drop
I seen so much as a kid surprised I don't needle pop
Taking of pop, six packs of millanips
champel, Valentine L
Bally's on my help me balance out well
That and the shit I used to on the scale
I got it honest from the from my momma's
Virgin Mary's try to judge her, I'm "where the Madonna's now?"
Give all glory to Gloria, they said "you that boy too fast,
But you was a warrior"
We victorious, never take the joy from us

you hands up, get mine up
Don't let take your fire
Keep you hands up, get up
Don't let them your fire
you hands up, get mine up
Don't let them your fire
you hands up, get mine up

It's Pete Rock, Kanye, one, two,
Pete Rock, Kanye, one, two, okay
It's Rock, Kanye, one, two, okay
It's Rock, Kanye, one, two, okay