Luyện nghe bài hát Tricks on Me

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

Big shit, baby, I just bought a new six, baby
Flintstone in my ears, on my wrist, baby
song just mutilated, everything decapitated
Deep on new relations, gotta be brand related
Ain't no sellin' out, no tradin', so you gotta be gang
Pop stylin' shit for my shottas incarcerated
Rockstar this shit, a street star, I in Quentin
Pop this shit, how you get the high maintenance one?
How she gon' take my and give it away like it ain't nothin' to her?
How you gon' judge my plugs, not take what I did off of me?
Hawaiian surfin' on the one to the PJ
I can just imagine the pain on PJ
murder, broad day, I got tears, I can't let 'em out
I can't take it, I can't it no more, I'm 'bout 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, it's on me the day I through it
Here done Pluto, I'ma drip all through it (Icy)
I was lettin' the shit I can't destroy me
It was too deep for you, baby, pardon me
I tried to treat that shit just a party
I'ma feel weak if I tell you

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

Maybe my mind playin' on me
Maybe my playin' tricks on me
it be my ex playin' tricks on me?
Someone that's jealous playin' on me
Big boss shit, baby, I just a new PJ
Butler came with the elevator, my guests, baby
iPad high maintenance, unordinary
and strawberries, nothing's got temporary

Rockstar in this shit, like a popstar in 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 respect nothin' but shottas
Had to the other way, could be the other way
Hit Yung Mazi up, that was in the day
I popped two Xans and I been all day
(Let's go, go)

I was lettin' the I can't control destroy me
too deep for you, my nigga, pardon me
I'm Future Hendrix but I'm not a (Super)
I could've be starvin', I'm

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