Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Easy

[Intro:
For my
(Queens)

[Hook:
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
Then put the on repeat x4

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

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

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

Nature]
It matter what you preach cause we be
The shit in these streets x4 (This is easy)
Play my on the radio all day
put the shit on repeat x4

[Verse 3:
I'm from the era no computer, no smartphones
Only flesh, blood and bones, get your
Can't hide in ya room and famous
Can't copy style, that's slanguage
No cards acting like you ballin'
You're just a sneak thief, stealin' the real ballers
Yeah we living in the era of the cat
Get off my nuts, shit, copy that
You survive a day in the 90's
Amongst the sheisty and real
New York niggas, we'll cut your
a Happy Meal, nigga, yeah, have 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 that hot
Think you're doin' somethin' new, nah, you're not

[Hook:
It don't matter you preach 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

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