Luyện nghe bài hát This Plane

Yeah young Khalifa Man
Mr.
call me man
Taylor or die
And this project is to you by

And paper too

Rostrum Records in bitch
Gang, Heavy Hustle
Deal or No
Yeah,

You
I'm
Screaming them niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated
Speculating me landing, must have got me mistaken with lame
you gone get high as fuck as long as the planes with you
Left major situation alone and became richer
People down but see me I'm the same nigga
Leave your around we gone drink the champagne with her
We don't touch the ground, see a cloud with my it
Only ez-widers, please no for me and my gang
Fool, I'm a legend in these streets how I do my thang
And wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain
Oh man, still they hate and talk smack, knowing if I was
There'd be no throne to your rocks at
Cruise at maximum I'm tryna top that
So in with the real them suckas tryna stop that
But I, live or let die, get high
And tell lames to deplane or let fly

Don't know they hatin' for, I'm just gettin' my paper
Well, maybe they'll love me when I'm gone
I don't leave, but I need to, it's such a shame
(Shame, shame)
They miss this plane (plane, plane)
gon' miss this plane (plane, plane)
They gon' miss plane (plane, plane)
gon' miss this plane
I try to believe you, I don't leave but I need to

Stuck alone in wave race
Say I'm too fast, don't plan on changing my pace
Got one foot on the gas, never a need for brakes
Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck bitches out of state
Valet bringing my cars, a to bring me plates
Shrimp and Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks
With a of broads, my nigga's and who got love for me
It's lonely at the top, I'm of having company
Uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, I'mma out
And view my life this lens to see how it pans out
Substitute ass niggas, need a handout
Middle finger screaming fuck them who hated, I'm money affiliated
Pop bottle, that chronic smoke integrated
me landing must've got me mistaken
I'm speaking as the of the plane
a runner on the jet way

Don't what they hatin' for, I'm just gettin' my paper
Well, maybe love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave, but I to, it's such a shame
(Shame, shame)
gon' miss this plane (plane, plane)
They gon' miss plane (plane, plane)
gon' miss this plane (plane, plane)
They miss this plane
I try to believe you, I wanna leave but I need to