Luyện nghe bài hát Toas

I work for everything, so why not salute?
They say a grind baby, all I got is proof
And a Sweedish broad than my main bitch
Cigarillo rolled, you smell it it aint lit
She dont cook well, but she me sweet brain
a rapper turn singer like T-Pain
Got her stayin up late; wakin up,
And to think this the life that I
Arguing attendants whove shorted my flight clothes
And every girl I fuck, like her boyfriend might know
Smokin all this weed as it smells, my come in barrels
wit bitches who fiend for Gucci and need her Chanel
Nigga, Im higher off life so my low
Cant wait to see whats in the future but I drive
And wait for the
Hated, now they say I cant like mister

All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
Live like, the weekend
Dont where Im goin
Im gone, On to
Show you
Yeah Ive been livin,
Smokin Dreamin

I go to with a picture of a Porche on my wall
Nigga Im come up on yall
Pop the trunk n front him my car, in of your broad
She reconsidering her decision to wit ya
I it because of the
Possibility of it courtside, ringside, front row of anything
Livin my life in this dream
Shit goin so I swear
stack change wit the gang, Taylor
Wings spread over cities, leave shadows
I care less industry mingling
Niggas was WWF wrestlers, court judges and dressers
I got cross-trainers, Nike, SB
Niggas fill my shoes Ima nicer MC
I had a dream that I up
to roll a joint, and count a million when I wake up
YESSSS!!! Nigga!

All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
Live life like, the
Dont know where Im
Im gone, On to
Show you
Yeah Ive livin, Smokin
Smokin Livin

All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
Live life like, the
Dont know where Im
Im gone, On to
Show you
Yeah Ive livin, Smokin
Smokin Dreamin