Luyện nghe bài hát Time Goes

[Mac
You know all about me, I know about you
You somebody to lead, I be on my own two
You all that shit but what you really gon do
While Im posted in the background so cool
You all about me, I dont know about you
You need to lead, I be on my own two
You talking all shit but what you really gon do
While Im posted in the background so cool

As goes by, find yourself swaying side to side
Turn the music high in the and drive
See me, Im cool, good put you in that mood
She my tunes and thinks Im fly

[Mac
Hey hey, say Im magnificent
And I rap different dudes who say they living this spitting out bad sentences
high, see the sky where my limit is
Im the shit bitch, come and get a of this
? around my and some beads on my wrist
Got a girl back at the crib, just to clean off my dick when I
But not really, that was just a joke, who you I am? Diddy?
She in the mirror double checking if she pretty
But I just see ass and them titties
And she got class, that silly
She be letting dudes hit it like name was Ken Griffey
I dont to joke around cause music is my job
But whats a f-cking job when you dont get no off
Hmm, well that be my music shit
My I make maneuvers with

Be traveling all around the still here getting used to it
This Karate school bitch, get super kicked
While I chill relax and these Buddah hits
F-cker then I move that bitch, its so
Making money now, they blame it on my
bitch!

[Verse 2 -
Im using music to get inside of pubic strip
Damn bitch, than you thick
Im too equipped with my lyrics and
Measure cords Im on my 92 Grand Puba shit
? to tell a bitch down
Most when I choose to spit, fucker no lube and shit
You can use your
Either that or choose to get all up on metaphor-skin
No dick
You was to write him off, now you love it
You was hating in public, all alone you like dudes the shit
You was schemin I was chillin by the pool chicks no dick
Hit the pussy smell like a school of
A clam with Mac powder I back at her
If the smell than I blow the f-cking back out her
I give that bitch the news like Matt
Thats now til my last hour

As time goes by, find swaying side to side
Turn the music high in the ride and
See me, Im cool, good music put you in that
She my tunes and thinks Im fly