Luyện nghe bài hát Three

When you stay ready you gotta get ready, Parks. Understand that
Microphone check, something new y'all rage
These views only prelude from the on stage
I'm old school, so my mind is in a New state
Still feel I'm the best rapper in the New York State
Though I'm a Jersey City product, we like two away
Maybe I'm just the best rapper whipping New plates
it be the God
If Fetty is the face of New Jerz, then you see how badly we I
Young doing it my way, that's Frank
I might hang with you bloggers, but I bang with the
See me right in Hell's Kitchen having drinks pasta
Need the fake to love the so let me thank you impostors Bicoastal early, y'all hit the Daytons and Impalas
Started buzzing the time Sporty Thievz kept saying "nada"
Emcees even bother, and I don't know what's truly worse
wanting my spot or not knowing they gotta move me first
You are now the mind of the sick
About as remarkable as it
Here's what they about you
Here's what they about you
You are now the mind of the sick
as remarkable as it gets
Here's they think about 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 rage shit right 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 up since I beat my case up
Hip hop shit list, look at bastard men dress
I'm just taking what's owed, and adding interest
Maybe just my love died, lit above high
fly, eyes scrubbed dry, still a thug cries
All paraphilia versus my necrophilia
How are they dealing ya? I wasn't ever feeling ya
This feeling equates professional weapon, can't seal it,
Deuce deuce, .380, a chopper Beretta
Hov said 30 is the new 20, me, I feel 30 is the new 40
I 30 new 40s
A bitch moving get 30s to move off me
Just how you moving in Jersey, it's too costly
And memory with is where the energy laying you
Protect me from my ones, enemies I can handle
If you talking Slaughterhouse please to "SlaughterMouse"
Think twice you blink twice, you gotta roll with mouth
Got you birds popping, it's Korver or Kurt mouse
And I be dolo, nobody gotta come the mouse
Used to take through the tunnel, we getting offers now
Smelled my man a soda, it's teddy, I the water's mouth
Live from the Horror house, out
Done with all this mouth
Duke with all the Bradshaw about
Kill spree, cops look after
Y'all be yelling free mans, I yell at my man stop getting captured
And all my Irvington 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, 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 soon though