Luyện nghe bài hát The Rain

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

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

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

Pull up, pull up, up
Man my hair get long you niggas in trouble
warning you now