Luyện nghe bài hát The Weather

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

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

get it and they fall off
It's they all soft
like me started at the car wash
8am to 10pm, on the rainy day
Wise words from dope meant everything
say it's levels to the street life
Then I a bezel with the pink ice
All natural, tell you to be careful
In the trap trappin' to capital
No longer cruising with the down
on the pistol anticipating the riddle sound
I'm Kanye it came to 'ye
I'm when it came to keys
I'm Snoop when it to weed
So now they Biggie me
As the credit rolls, now the charge is
bags, I'm placed upon a pedestal
Still on the block in my
You ain't really know these was the
You ain't really know who call shots
mastermind, number one all charts

Reporting live the land of the hopeless
Representing for the team won rings with no coaches
We stay strapped and we cockin' so approach us
Price with a big gold chain and Louis Loafers
Been guns in the sofa since toy soldiers
Thunder-domes up in Hyde Park, nobody know us
We all fades, our introduction was from 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 Rovers
On the block politicking brain blowers
Real niggas that got love in their hearts but show it
We live and die for the fame and the lights
Fox Hills buying Jordans, but still the shown'
When I die, put me next to the dead
Tell 'em God had a plan for me and I didn't it