Luyện nghe bài hát The Wake

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

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

Rest in peace to the
up, Drama? Y'all 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 these fuck niggas, not Drama
I am logged on to niggas dot com
And I am these fuck niggas, not Drama

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

But the holocaust, rap genocide, yeah
Ike Turner that bitch slaps in the ride
My tellin' me, kill the competition boo
And I be tellin' her There Is No 2, nice

Is No Competition 2
It's to wake up look in the mirror
And the competition's you

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

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

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

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

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

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

limos, black town cars, black hearses
Black books signed in black cursive
Black tears, white tissues outta black
procedure when I'm sendin' back verses

The wake, the wake right here
Come the funeral, nigga
They call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a Young
I'm these niggas

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

will be fun, it's tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice