Luyện nghe bài hát The Weather

Most the time, when it rain it start
But how we grind, it the weather change for us
We roll through, but we never for 'em
So smile for us, you see us, drive for us

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

Niggas get it and fall off
It's they all soft
Nigga me started at the car wash
8am to 10pm, that's on the day
Wise words dope boys meant everything
They say it's to the street life
Then I seen a bezel with the ice
All natural, momma tell you to be
In the trap trappin' to increase
No longer cruising with the windows
Hand on the pistol the riddle sound
I'm Kanye when it to 'ye
I'm Jay-Z when it came to
I'm Snoop when it to weed
So now wanna Biggie me
As the rolls, now the charge is federal
bags, I'm placed upon a pedestal
Still on the in my Reeboks
You ain't know these was the Basquiat's
You ain't really know who call shots
Worldwide mastermind, number one all

live from the land of the hopeless
Representing for the team won rings with no coaches
We strapped and we cockin' so don't approach us
Price Johnson with a big gold chain and Loafers
Been guns in the sofa since toy soldiers
Thunder-domes up in Hyde Park, didn't know us
We took all fades, our introduction was from the
We was kids, honestly we just needed someone to us
Grindin' on them corners with cane boulders
Fascinated by the green, all we wanted was Range
On the politicking with brain blowers
niggas that got love in their hearts but can't show it
We live and die for the fame and the glowing
Fox Hills buying Jordans, but the pain shown'
When I die, put me to the dead poets
Tell 'em God had a plan for me and I know it