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 to go to the Bahamas
Bahamas? Nigga, we got to do
We gotta killin' the fuckin' competition
We can the funeral service

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

in peace to the competition
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 niggas, not Drama
I am on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these niggas, not Drama

Must be some confusion, you 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 this the holocaust, rap genocide,
Ike Turner that bitch slaps in the ride
My shorty tellin' me, the competition boo
And I be tellin' her There Is No 2, nice

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

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

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

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

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

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

Black Barbie, that's what I call my black
African plug, that's what I call a 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 I'm sendin' back verses

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

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

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