Luyện nghe bài hát The Wake

It really was all Drama's fault, I had the mixtape done
He's like, yeah, cool 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 my condolences
First off I send my condolences
First off I send my condolences
Rest in peace to the competition,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Good mornin', sir, I goodnight,
Y'all on row, I Suge Knight, niggas
Time to depart, I 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
Black Friday, it in a body bag

Black Barbie, what 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 tees

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

The wake, it's the wake here
Come the funeral, nigga
call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a Young Funeral
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, tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice