Luyện nghe bài hát The Rain

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

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

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

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