Luyện nghe bài hát The Race

The world turning, the weed
haters talking, I keep earning
Know some who say that life's a bitch, well, keep flirting
And fuck that bitch for the money and Louie V

Old folks jock my car 'cause they know just what is
Niggas flexing hard no bars, they got weak service
Keep verses, Kombat
Look at my ring, if I balling bitch, then what you call that?

Nothing but net and 'cause I never left
I did everything right nigga, yet
Rolling bomb for the niggas that's us
Something like a contractor from the ground up

Now just twist up this
Realize you in the presence of a G
fuck up my paper, meaning my cheese
Or the ones I use to up my trees
Fuck it, you know I mean

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my music up
Kinda do my thing, no to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your face but then on the low
Now I stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the winners place, no on the brakes
One of the best, homie that's what call me
lonely at the top, ain't no company so
Now I stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

See me when I'm alone, wishing they could with me
My ex calling my phone, wishing she could stunt me
But I'm just dog, doing a buck fifty
like Jet Li, boat houses and jet skis

Thirty on the flight, ice the Gretsky's
My dime piece only the best trees
Treat 'em like I don't need 'em boy, you best
You in her face, I let her

From debated on, to on
From hated on to the nigga put cake up on
'Cause we are young stars
we are young movie stars

I'm 'round, smoking, my music up loud
Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas me
Some smile up in your face but then on the low
Now I stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the winners place, no foot on the
One of the best, homie that's what call me
It's lonely at the top, no company so
Now I just stunt on my own, now I stunt on my own

Oh, oh, now I just on my own
Bitches ain't say shit to me but now won't leave me alone
Used to walk the other way but now they all come to my
And they calling my phone 'cause my paper was

Running up and they my songs
Get hired up if they want I bring them along
We flying up, no, you won't need a at all
Need a at all, tell a bitch I'ma ball

And I'ma buy a new crib for my and all
'Cause I remember we'd sit and pictured it all
Nigga, swear I'd leave or I'd fall
Counting reasons why they hate, your bitch I'm a star

we are young, gifted
Not to mention out making muthafucking millions
Yeah, I it, muthafucking millions
Got my money up, I'm in the

I'm 'round, smoking, my music up loud
Kinda do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas me
Some smile up in your face but hate on the low
Now I stunt on my own, now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the winners place, no on the brakes
One of the best, homie that's what call me
It's lonely at the top, ain't no so
Now I just stunt on my own, now I just on my own