Luyện nghe bài hát Thirsty

"Boarding completed I'd like to welcome you aboard number F2B3
Our scheduled flying time be four hours and twenty minutes
And we will be cruising at an altitude of feet
At this time we would like to acquaint you with some of the
Relax and normally"
Uh, coming down like I'm
Hogging both lanes than a bus will
She tell me my head bigger than a bus wheel
But it matter cause she still gon' let me fuck still
I mix a little bit of Kendrick with some L.A.
Then step out like Chicago in its era
You niggas begging for attention, doing
Downgrading yourself, you get an F for
Ha-ha, I let the know
I chose to keep to and let the world go
And if you don't like a nigga, then let your know
So she can be curious on looking me up
I'm laid back with a bad one, you never had one
Ass so fat that it tipped over the
Speeding on the 1-0-5 the fucking badge come
to my wittiness, I'm Cadillac's grandson
And I'm a
Ever since an understudy man always been a trip
Mama tell me that she love me but she her son a trip
Baby open up your ears, you ain't it like this
drop the beat,
I lock the down
Now all the way to the moon we to go now
I got enough of the to go around
So pack your and tell him you going out of town
I'm a trip
Landing on runway, fly with me
Or die fly, a shot-down Frisbee
out to Black Hippy, nigga we on
Like we been off, straight shots of Patron
I'm give y'all the to give y'all some business
Pussy ain't shit, I can give some bitches
Clean off her bra, she clean off my dishes
Then off the Kangols
hood rats, I those
And she know what is
hey mama
Seen your pretty ass around the way mama
But why you always in face lil' mama?
Embarrassing yourself, get off the (Lil Mama)
Nigga, I be that nigga
If I ain't, I gotta be that
Curtesy of oldest son, pay homage
Or pay attention, open your eyes and knowledge
me that, gi-gi-give me that
That's how I get at 'em I look at a shoe rack
Penny for thoughts, mine at a few racks
So I can live on a hill off a few raps
I want to in a space that none of y'all can visit
might be outer space, the Jupiter district
I my vision
If you don't see it then you're dead with your eyes
I've seen bullets hit the wheel, left his ride
On some Compton
Somebody that'll ride or die, a Compton bitch
You see my is the city of Lamar
It'll twenty years 'fore a nigga see them all
The swap meet dumping, the sawed-off
The tree for the low, don't you know, Paul
I'm on nine, I can see rain coming
So if I'm out my mind, don't say nothing
"How was your Mr. Lamar?
Good, to see you next time"