Luyện nghe bài hát The Wake

It really was all fault, I been had the mixtape done
He's like, yeah, that's cool but I'm 'bout to go to the
Nigga, we got work to do
We finish killin' the fuckin' competition
We can start the service

First off I wanna my condolences
off I wanna send my condolences
First off I wanna send my
Rest in peace to the competition,

Rest in peace to the
What's up, Drama? know what this is right?

Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da, da, da

I am on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not
I am on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not

Must be some confusion, you are not me
I am an illusion, really you cannot see
So picture me a paparazzi, H dot N dot I dot C
We don't play we roll, no Yahtzee
And I hate you niggas, no

But this the holocaust, rap genocide,
Ike take that bitch slaps in the ride
My shorty tellin' me, kill the boo
And I be tellin' her There Is No Competition 2,

Is No Competition 2
It's good to wake up look in the
And the only you

And even that nigga ain't me
My reflection have a hard bein' me
So they tryna do me shit, time to dead it
I'm ya don't do even if Simon said it

I kill 'em with the shine, yeah, black diamond's credit
And my is sick but I have no time for medics
Black ice in the Ottomar, this is order bra
First I call the up, then I call the coroner

My car is foreigner, my is from Florida
I killed the pussy last so now her man is mournin' her

mornin', sir, I goodnight, niggas
Y'all on death row, I Suge Knight,
to depart, I book flights, nigga
Wassup What it look like, nigga?

Black dress, black suits, black shades, boots
Black truck, coupe, guns blow, black flutes
Black card, black jewels, black bag
Black Friday, it in a body bag

Black Barbie, that's I call my black braud
African plug, that's what I a black chord
Get ya sharps, get ya flats, that's the black
Gettin' get ya holes in ya black tees

Black limos, black town cars, hearses
Black register books signed in black
Black tears, white tissues black purses
That's procedure when I'm sendin' verses

The wake, it's the wake here
Come before the funeral,
They call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a Young
I'm killing these

And I'm the undertaker,
the body in the bag
All niggas is dead
You around, they're all dead

This will be fun, tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice