Luyện nghe bài hát The Wake

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

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

Rest in to the competition
What's up, 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 logged on to niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not
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 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 Turner take bitch slaps in the ride
My tellin' me, kill the competition boo
And I be tellin' her There Is No Competition 2,

There Is No 2
It's good to wake up look in the
And the competition's you

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

I kill 'em with the shine, yeah, these black 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 jeweler up, then I the coroner

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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