Luyện nghe bài hát The Mint

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

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

on the corner with a piece on his hip
Give a 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' over mortar and the
Bumpin' shoulders the devil in disguise
Shoulder-level on the rise
Twist, 40s in the morning in the
I heard you got sauce at the enterprise
Evidently, it was rented but it's
Evidently, it was like Nas
I was in the kitchen with that Mike
Gotta listen when I ya simmer down
Two years I've missin', livin' life
You was wildin', every day was
Crackers in to rape the land
Early morning, my swollen hands
Hit the showers, my soul and crash
Tiptoein' glass, brodie go too fast, told him slow up
Know I use too of everything at hand
Except the is now I control it, I be
In the and in the moment, stuck sippin' 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, it's a whole raps
Quicksand, scramblin' that
Go behind the back, switch
The fair's high, know they outta wack
Sterilize your clique, maritime niggas when
Every Wavy Don tappin' in
Glover caught a couple Ls
Took 'em to the neck,

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