Luyện nghe bài hát Tired

Make you go, soul for over mic control
Kid you can't me with a ten foot pole
And I even the devil sell me his jewels
He was out to cold me and play you for fools

Kid, you the rules must be smokin' super cools
Try to dis' me on the low got to be a
That's alright though you know you see me shakin'
I'm out to blow the spot on real and who's fakin'

Who's givin'? Who's Who's livin'? Who's starvin'?
Diss me on the mic time for headstone carvin'
And tap writin' will strike ya like lightin'
ya like powder so turn it up louder

Go on the wattage get the cheese by cottage
I like streaks, I like Spanish freaks
I like Korean barbecue, I'm like old beats

'Cause I'm of all the shit that's droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip that's
And all the wack attitudes coppin'
I'm only to get a few heads boppin'

I'm of all the shit that's droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip that's
And all the wack attitudes coppin'
I'm tryin' to get a few heads boppin'

It go bang bang boogie, I'm like a loogie
I'm wiser than bud, I'm thicker blood
I'm than time molded from the divine
How can you be so bold to that you'll take mine?

I'm cash like Johnny it's the man
And I'm this line the best way I can
With my tan and my bloodshot eyes
I ain't no one, I ain't chopped no pies

With the butters from the
I'm about to explode and the spot for folk nave
Up the Gun Hill Road like artillery
from heaven to hell
And I'm a say a little for every rapper that fell

'Cause I'm sick of all the that's droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip that's
And all the wack attitudes people
I'm tryin' to get a few heads boppin'

Yo, I'm sick of all the shit that's
And I'm tired of all the lip that's
And all the wack attitudes people
I'm only to get a few heads boppin'