Luyện nghe bài hát Three

When you ready you ain't gotta get ready, Parks. Understand that
check, it's something new y'all rage
These views prelude from the dude on stage
I'm old school, so my is in a New York state
Still feel like I'm the best rapper in the New York
Though I'm a Jersey City product, we like two away
Maybe I'm just the rapper whipping New York plates
it be the God
If Fetty is the face of New Jerz, then you see how we needed I
Young it my way, that's Frank Sinatra
I hang with you bloggers, but I bang with the mobsters
See me right in Hell's Kitchen having over pasta
Need the fake to love the real so let me thank you impostors Bicoastal early, hit the Daytons and Impalas
Started buzzing around the time Sporty kept saying "nada"
Emcees ain't even bother, and I don't what's truly worse
Them wanting my spot or not knowing they gotta move me
You are now entering the of the sick
as remarkable as it gets
Here's what they about you
Here's what think about you
You are now the mind of the sick
as remarkable as it gets
Here's what they think you
Here's what they think you

Now, Parks, let me get back to my shit right quick. Now turn me up in my headphones, let me get back on my shit right quick though. But turn the lights down in the booth, let's do this real quick. Look. It go
Few years, weights up, sleep, wake up
Bitches know the stakes up since I my case up
Hip hop list, look at these bastard men dress
I'm just back what's owed, and adding interest
Maybe just my love died, lit above high
Slugs fly, eyes scrubbed dry, still a cries
All this paraphilia versus my
How are they record dealing ya? I wasn't ever ya
This feeling professional weapon, can't seal it, bruh
Deuce deuce, .380, a chopper Beretta
Hov 30 is the new 20, me, I feel like 30 is the new 40
I 30 new 40s
A moving pills get 30s to move off me
watch how you moving in Jersey, it's too costly
And with candles is where the energy laying you
Protect me from my ones, enemies I can handle
If you Slaughterhouse please refer to "SlaughterMouse"
Think twice before you twice, you gotta roll with mouth
Got you birds popping, it's Korver or Kurt mouse
And I be dolo, nobody come warn the mouse
Used to drives through the tunnel, we getting offers now
Smelled my man a soda, it's teddy, I bridged the mouth
Live the Horror house, calling out
Done with all drawing mouth
Duke all the Terry Bradshaw about
Kill spree, cops look after
Y'all be yelling your mans, I yell at my man stop getting captured
And all my niggas over on Lyons put one in the air for Rev. Ron
You know we rock with the pastor, of silence
Put one in the air with me right quick. Bruh, we love you, rest in peace. All my Newark niggas what up? All my niggas over at Chancellor, what's good? Surf, I see you, on neighborhood. What up? Anywhere there's real niggas around, I'm right at home. Alright, bring my drums back in a minute. I like this bass though. I don't think that's gonna change anytime though