Luyện nghe bài hát The Mint

Yup, yup, right
I'm runnin' things, I'm things

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

Brodie on the corner with a on his hip
a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' mortar 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 sauce at the
Evidently, it was but it's mine
Evidently, it was like Nas
I was in the with that nigga Mike
Gotta listen when I tell ya down
Two years been missin', livin' life
You was wildin', day was trash
Crackers pilin' in to rape the
Early morning, wash my swollen
Hit the showers, my soul and crash
Tiptoein' over glass, brodie go too fast, told him up
Know I use too much of everything at
Except the difference is now I it, I be
In the crib and in the moment, stuck out the flask
Feet up on the dash, I hit the but don't promote it
overpass, no cap
Say I'm ballin' out the
Grand total, a whole lotta raps
Quicksand, scramblin' that
Go the back, switch hands
The fair's high, niggas know they outta
Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime when
Every time Wavy Don in
Savion Glover a couple Ls
'em to the neck, motherfucker

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