Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

Just got a from my mom
Tellin' me what the lawyer was
About the
I thought they had had that down,

Big money shit, baby, I bought a new six, baby
in my ears, pissed on my wrist, baby
This song mutilated, everything decapitated
Deep on new relations, just gotta be brand
Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be related
Pop stylin' this shit for my incarcerated
Rockstar this shit, a street star, I in Quentin
Pop stylin' this shit, how you get the high one?
How she take my love and give it away like it ain't nothin' to her?
How you gon' my plugs, not take what I never did off of me?
Hawaiian on the thick one to the PJ
I can imagine the pain on Bankroll PJ
Murder murder, broad day, I got tears, I let 'em out
I can't take it, I can't take it no more, I'm to spaz out
I'm good on deposits but I gotta a stash house
I see you bein' greedy and I gotta my ass off
I chief on gas house, I pass out
Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an
Survive the trenches, on me the day I walk through it
Here done Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
I was lettin' the shit I can't control me
It was goin' too for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to that shit just like a party
feel weak if I tell you sorry

Gotta be a genius, be extraordinary
plant seeds, nigga, like a florist
I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a
I be starvin', I'm fortunate

my mind playin' tricks on me
Maybe my mind playin' on me
it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
Someone that's jealous tricks on me
Big shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
Butler came with the elevator, greet my guests,
high maintenance, everything's unordinary
Grapes and strawberries, got temporary

Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in this shit,
forget the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin' harder
Seen his son at my boy birthday party, it was harder
The streets of the ATL don't nothin' but shottas
Had to look the other way, could be the way
Hit Mazi up, that was in the broad day
I two Xans and I been sleep all day
(Let's go, go)

I was the shit I can't control destroy me
Everything's too deep for you, my nigga, me
I'm Hendrix but I'm not a guitarist (Super)
I be starvin', I'm fortunate

Maybe my mind tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
Maybe my mind tricks on me (Maybe my mind)
it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
Someone that's playin' tricks on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
Big shit, baby, I just bought a new PJ
Butler came the elevator, greet my guests, baby
iPad maintenance, everything's unordinary
Grapes and strawberries, nothing's got