Luyện nghe bài hát Toas

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

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

I go to sleep with a of a Porche on my wall
Im tryna come up on yall
Pop the n front him my car, in front of your broad
She her decision to fuck wit ya
I it because of the
Possibility of kickin it courtside, ringside, row of anything
Livin my simultaneously in this dream
Shit so good I swear
Airplanes stack change wit the gang,
Wings spread over cities, leave everywhere
I care less industry mingling
Niggas was WWF wrestlers, court judges and cross
I got cross-trainers, Nike, SB
Niggas cant fill my Ima nicer MC
I had a that I caked up
Tried to roll a joint, and count a million when I 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 Dreamin

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