Luyện nghe bài hát The Mint

Yup, yup, that's
I'm things, I'm runnin' things

Hold me down, me up
Hold me close 'cause my is up
Show they true colors, don't who to trust
Mind workin' like the water it rush
Grownin' from my father, to his touch
Now I'm solely honor, is a must
All for my momma 'til I'm dust
God gon' the karma, lost my trust
"Every man know many men"
Got me in a jam, I be in my
On the other hand, I just need a
My condolence, smokin' the mornin'

Brodie on the corner with a on his hip
Give a warning you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' over and the brick
shoulders with the devil in disguise
Shoulder-level on the rise
Twist, 40s in the morning in the
I heard you got your at the enterprise
Evidently, it was rented but it's
Evidently, it was written Nas
I was in the kitchen with that nigga
listen when I tell ya simmer down
Two years been missin', livin' life
You was wildin', day was trash
Crackers pilin' in to the land
Early morning, my swollen hands
Hit the showers, my soul and crash
Tiptoein' over glass, brodie go too fast, him slow up
Know I use too much of at hand
the difference is now I control it, I be
In the crib and in the moment, stuck out the flask
up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
overpass, no cap
Say I'm out the hourglass
Grand total, it's a whole lotta
Quicksand, scramblin' that
Go the back, switch hands
The high, niggas know they outta wack
Sterilize clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
Every time Don tappin' in
Savion Glover caught a Ls
Took 'em to the neck,

Lotta blood to let, peace to make, fuck a
Uh-uh, blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, to make, give a fuck about a-
Nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy,