Luyện nghe bài hát The Rain

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

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

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

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