Luyện nghe bài hát Tuscan Leather

Comin' off the last record, I'm gettin' 20 off the record
to off these records, nigga that's a record
I'm livin' like I'm out here on my adventure
Past the when you have to mention
This is nothin' for the radio, but they'll still it though
Cause it's that new Drizzy Drake, that's the way it go
Heavy all day with no chorus
We keep it thorough, nigga, rap like for all of my borough niggas
I reached the point where don't matter to me, nigga
I heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach, nigga
Prince Akeem, throw flowers at my feet, nigga
I could go a on this beat, nigga
I'm just as famous as my
But that's still the boss, get sent for
Get on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasn't meant for
Cause you don't really wanna hear me more
Hot temper, outcome
Here's a reason for niggas hatin' without one
That always let they run
Bench talkin' like starters, I hate it
Started from the bottom, now we here, nigga, we it
Yeah, Tom Ford tuscan smelling like a brick
Degenerates, but Ellen love our shit
Rich enough that I don't to tell 'em that I'm rich
Self explanatory, you here to spread the story, wassup

Sittin' Row like they say up at UNLV
rebel, young money nothin' you could tell me
Paperwork takin' too long, maybe don't understand me
compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the family
Not even talkin' to Nicki, communication is
I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I to embrace it
I'm honest, I make mistakes, I'd be the second to it
Think that's why I need her in my life, to check me I'm trippin'
On a mission shift the culture
Tell me who dissin', I got things that'll hit the culprit
Them strep throat flows, them shits to all of the talkin'
All of the talkin', got one reply for all of comments
Fuck what you think, I'm too busy, that's why you leave a
Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit
That shit I heard from you lately really relieved pressure
aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for effort
I piece letters together and get to talkin'
I change like credentials, you know you see the necklace
My life's a completed
I'm tired of hearin' 'bout who you for now
Just give it time, we'll see who's still around a decade now
real

How much time is this nigga on the intro?
Lately been feelin' like Guy Pearce in Memento
I just set the bar, niggas fall it like a limbo
The family all matters, I'm just out here with my kinfolk
Off my pen wrote we went from bundy to winslow
This for shorty up on glen who love when I catch my tempo
I sip the Pora and listen to
The fresh prince just had with Tatyana, no lie
All these 90's on my mind
The difference is with mine, they all come true in due time
I might through without security to check if you're fine
That's me on my solo like fuck it, like YOLO
Wanted to you, "accept yourself"
You don't have to shit to no one except yourself
And if you end up needin' extra help, then I could help
You know, on your feet and shit
get my karma up, fuck the guilty and greedy shit
How time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?
How this nigga workin' like he got a fuckin' though?
Life is crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese
And I wouldn't change a thing if you me, now real nigga wassup
How time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?

As hell below, I'll see you when you get
Are you yourself?
If we may we'd just to close off with something a bit inspirational
Hopefully something a bit as to us all
Are having the same fears, similar tears
And of dying in so many years
It don't mean that we can't a good life
So we'd like to just maybe close out with something, some for thought