Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

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

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

be a genius, gotta be extraordinary
Gotta plant seeds, nigga, like a
I'm Future but I'm not a guitarist
I could've be starvin', I'm

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

Rockstar in this shit, a popstar in this shit, yeah
Tryna the way they did to Bankroll Fresh, gettin' harder
his son at my little 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 lettin' the shit I can't destroy me
Everything's too deep for you, my nigga, me
I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a (Super)
I be starvin', I'm fortunate

Maybe my mind tricks on me (I'm so fuckin' hurt)
Maybe my playin' tricks on me (Maybe my mind)
Could it be my ex playin' on me?
that's jealous playin' tricks on me (Someone that's jealous, I know, I know)
Big boss shit, baby, I just a new PJ
came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby
iPad maintenance, everything's unordinary
Grapes and strawberries, got temporary