Luyện nghe bài hát The Wake

It really was all 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 finish killin' the fuckin' competition
We can start the funeral

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

Rest in peace to the
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 fuck 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 what you see
So picture me a paparazzi, H dot N dot I dot C
We don't when we roll, no Yahtzee
And I hate you niggas, no

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

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

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

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

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

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

Black dress, black suits, black shades, black
Black truck, black coupe, guns blow, black
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 I call a black chord
Get ya sharps, get ya flats, that's the black
Gettin' get ya holes in ya black tees

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

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,
With the in the bag
All these is dead
You look around, they're all

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