Luyện nghe bài hát The Rain

Nigga like me smoke everyday
like me high all the time
Shut the up man
Taylor's! Ugh
1:]
One shot, one kill, the deal?
Learned from my OG, shit is real
Made niggas, paid niggas, all
One phone call, brr, it's going
Clique full of psychos, goon in some clothes
Need my paper straight, no
Right flows, but really I write
I'm in the studio all
Make sure the shit you your dream is what I really call my life
From my city, Harlem Nights, you niggas - this the 'burg
Not Philly, shout them though that wheelie on them bikes
These niggas fans, just sit in
Talk plans they ain't been in
Even brands they don't fit in
Ain't got to go to France, spend 100
understand, damn!

I stand fake niggas
I can't fake niggas
I stand fake niggas
2:]
Walk it how I talk it, if I roll it, spark it
If she bad, I tell her park it - I'mma hit it a target
Oh shit! He blowing up your phone
Must (?) let him know, you ain't coming again
Leave man alone, could be doing better
Do it on your own, be on a jet, flying 'round the globe
Baby we smoke a whole zone
Burning till her eyes gone
by the remote control
When your girlfriends call, they just get the tone
Paper long
Try to draw the between personal and business
But these in their feelings like bitches
Mobbing the trenches, always on a mission
to the game, start a competition
Khalifa Kush keep me high, the wanna speak
Broke and jail - two things I wanna be
You tough, but your click is nervous
Wash 'em up, get quick detergent
Then we with 'em
There's gotta be somebody to
It's a shame, shame,

I stand fake niggas
I can't stand fake
I can't stand niggas
What?
I stand fake niggas
I can't stand niggas
Fake ass, niggas,
Dawg, damn,
28 Grams, 28, and a bag in my
God, Damn!
Ho

Pull up, up, pull up
Man when my get long you niggas in trouble
Just you now