Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Easy

[Intro:
For my
(Queens)

[Hook:
It matter what you preach cause we be
The hottest shit in these x4 (This is easy)
Play my on the radio all day
Then put the on repeat x4

[Verse 1:
Ay yo, ay yo
You can treat it a state tax
My teachers be like Apex
My be usual, I stay vexed
I shop for the funeral at
Then I'm back in the game but to play less
Nigga learned to play D and the J less
In the game like EA Sports in real
I'm coming through airports with the bag and the
And the wife hard on a Tuesday morn
Like she had to cut the vacay 2 days
Certified telling guys through they talk
Blue and white Yankee fitted New York
out to the 29 other teams
That try to trick me all the new color schemes
While me and my niggas is doing things
Do it for the money, no recovery

Nature]
It don't matter you preach cause we be
The hottest shit in these x4 (This is easy)
Play my songs on the all day
put the shit on repeat x4

[Verse 2: Flush]
I ain't trying to sugar shit
See me in the streets the four-fifth
Neck and my wrists lit, on a long drip
Talk with a God's gift, y'all couldn't fuck with him
When it come to gettin' money, y'all niggas wanna run him
But look, I'm the Last Dragon, I with my pants saggin'
And drive real just to stop traffic
Listen, my gun plastic, flush love action
And sit right 'til the shit happens
I run two sports, call me Bo
I feel a camera cause my life flashin'
It's somethin' like a movie I'm holding Uzi's
And love gettin' head while I'm smokin'

Nature]
It don't matter what you cause we be
The hottest in these streets x4 (This is easy)
Play my songs on the all day
put the shit on repeat x4

[Verse 3:
I'm the era with no computer, no smartphones
Only flesh, and bones, get your money
Can't hide in ya room and become
Can't copy style, that's slanguage
No swipe acting like you ballin'
You're just a sneak thief, stealin' from the real
we living in the era of the copy cat
Get off my nuts, puppy shit, copy
You survive a day in the 90's
Amongst the sheisty and grimey
New niggas, we'll cut your face
That's a Happy Meal, nigga, yeah, a nice day
You never shot nothin' but a basket, stop
owe us a check, we made that pop
Timberland owe us a check, we made hot
Think you're somethin' new, nah, you're really not

Nature]
It don't matter you preach cause we be
The hottest shit in streets x4 (This is easy)
my songs on the radio all day
Then put the on repeat x4

[Outro:
I your kids how to curse
Get money,
And really get on feet x4
So when they get to make money
The shit to me x3
Now it all to me