Luyện nghe bài hát The Weather

Most the time, it rain it start pouring'
But how we grind, it make the change for us
We roll through, but we change for 'em
So smile for us, when you see us, for us

watch us ball
Stop a star, not at all
I'm poppin' broads with Tiny Hog at the mall
All in the squad, boy I'm not involved
Can't pay the cost to floss? I can spot your
SLs with the off
Dress well when it's time to
Couple hundred for my boxer
nigga used to shop at Ross
First to shoot it's poppin' off
Couple times, a nigga almost got popped by
unit, buzz cut ex-marines
Crenshaw, Ave 17
Infant Stone, Shady, Baby Buke to fast light a demonstration
85 Cutlass the 380s
functions, L.A. streets' crazy
Shoot it out that's what this crew
Hangin' out the Cutlass window with the out
Prove yo'self, killers in of clout
It felt wrong, but who is you to
Look, my master plan was buy a pound and then it south
And one day I'll put this music out
Trippin' now, that it's movin' out
I'm buying spots, nigga out
My fan base, I see 'em movin'
I'm overseas fuckin' croûte
Yeah... so I can tell you what this hustling
I tell you what no luck about
I had maps on my wall,
sacks in my drawers, nigga
Look, a lot of stress I rest not at all
Nigga risking trynna ball

Niggas get it and they off
It's cause all soft
Nigga me started at the car wash
8am to 10pm, on the rainy day
Wise words from dope meant everything
They say it's levels to the life
Then I a bezel with the pink ice
All natural, tell you to be careful
In the trappin' to increase capital
No longer cruising with the windows
Hand on the anticipating the riddle sound
I'm Kanye when it to 'ye
I'm Jay-Z when it came to
I'm when it came to weed
So now they Biggie me
As the credit rolls, now the is federal
bags, I'm placed upon a pedestal
Still on the block in my
You ain't really these was the Basquiat's
You ain't really know who call shots
Worldwide mastermind, one all charts

live from the land of the hopeless
Representing for the team that won rings with no
We strapped and we cockin' so don't approach us
Price Johnson with a big gold chain and Louis
Been hiding guns in the sofa toy soldiers
Thunder-domes up in Park, didn't nobody know us
We took all fades, our introduction was the shoulders
We was kids, honestly we just needed to hold us
Grindin' hard on them with cane boulders
Fascinated by the green, all we wanted was Range
On the block politicking brain blowers
Real that got love in their hearts but can't show it
We and die for the fame and the lights glowing
Fox Hills Jordans, but still the pain shown'
I die, put me next to the dead poets
Tell 'em God had a plan for me and I didn't it