Luyện nghe bài hát Three [Explicit]

When you stay ready you ain't gotta get ready, Parks. Understand
Microphone check, it's something new rage
These views only prelude the dude on stage
I'm old school, so my mind is in a New York
Still feel like I'm the rapper in the New York State
Though I'm a Jersey City product, we like two away
I'm just the best rapper whipping New York plates
it be the God
If Fetty is the face of New Jerz, then you see how badly we I
Young it my way, that's Frank Sinatra
I might hang with you bloggers, but I bang the mobsters
See me right in Hell's Kitchen drinks over pasta
Need the to love the real so let me thank you impostors Bicoastal early, y'all hit the Daytons and Impalas
Started buzzing around the time Sporty Thievz kept "nada"
Emcees ain't even bother, and I don't know what's truly
Them wanting my spot or not they gotta move me first
You are now entering the of the sick
About as remarkable as it
what they think about you
Here's what they think you
You are now entering the of the sick
About as as it gets
Here's what they think you
what they think about 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 quick though. But turn the lights down in the booth, let's do this real quick. Look. It go
Few years, weights up, still sleep, up
Bitches know the stakes up since I beat my up
Hip hop shit list, at these bastard men dress
I'm just back what's owed, and adding interest
Maybe my love died, loud lit above high
Slugs fly, eyes scrubbed dry, still a thug
All this paraphilia my necrophilia
How are record dealing ya? I wasn't ever feeling ya
This feeling equates weapon, can't seal it, bruh
deuce, .380, a chopper Beretta millia
Hov said 30 is the new 20, me, I feel 30 is the new 40
I 30 new 40s
A moving pills get 30s to move off me
Just watch how you 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 talking Slaughterhouse refer to "SlaughterMouse"
Think twice before you blink twice, you gotta roll mouth
Got you birds popping, it's Korver or Kurt mouse
And I be dolo, gotta come warn the mouse
to take drives through the tunnel, we getting offers now
Smelled my man a soda, it's teddy, I bridged the water's
from the Horror house, calling out
Done with all this drawing
Duke with all the Terry about
Kill spree, cops should after
Y'all be yelling free your mans, I at my man stop getting captured
And all my Irvington niggas over on put one in the air for Rev. Ron
You know we with the pastor, moment 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 back in a minute. I like this bass though. I don't think that's gonna change anytime soon though