Luyện nghe bài hát Twenty Five Eight

[Intro] Xavier

Give me a god damn lord yeah!!!

Xavier White]

God damn,

One for the big homie
One for the big homie
One time for the boss nigga on his grind

money ain't thang
Gotta let a know

Need a fucking extra
Cuz a nigga blow like

Twenty eight,
five eight,
Twenty eight,
Yeah!!!!

One time for the nigga always on his grind screaming like...

Twenty eight,
Twenty eight,
Twenty five
Yeah... Give me a god damn lord yeah!

five eight,
Twenty eight,
Twenty eight,
five eight,
baby!!!

Big Face, Luciano...

Yeah... Give me a god damn hour yeah!!!

1: Big Face Luciano]

Money on my
what the creme about!

On my like 9 to 5
Homie I clocking out

Buzz getting tho
me grow bean sprout

Got these lames, out my
me a G route

On the road to
Jumpin Ditches, it's a mean

Flip digits acrobatic, route,
I can feel it in the clouds, Looch getting now

Pow, bust it
Bow down, here's the
Bing!

Listen to the speakers
Watch my speakers

So in the streets
All you weak as fuck

past ya schmucks
My badder, Pockets Phatter!!!

Big Face, in us we trust, uggh!!!

You the motto,
Snap my swallow
blow like Chicago
Money I won the

King tut just the Pharoah
is now tomorrow
Twenty eight,
Yes, it is the motto!!!

2: Xavier White]

God damn,
One time for the big
One time for the big
One time for the boss nigga on his grind screaming like

ain't thang
Gotta let a know
Need a fucking extra
Cuz a nigga blow like...

Twenty eight,
five eight,
Twenty eight,
Yeah...

One time for the boss always on his grind screaming like

five eight,
Twenty eight,
Twenty eight,
Yeah, give me a god hour lord, yeah...

2: Big Face Luciano]

Manifest my
me Mr. Kennedy
Certainly my
Got you grace to me

on the herbal tea
Looking at the vacancy
All I see is Ecstasy, while I'm all this, currency!

my specialty!
Guarantee my in Tennessee or Germany!
The weaponry the enemy, the recipe the
Suffer this pain, yes, this penalty!

The picture
The livid
The vision

the vision
know the mission is chicken!

to riches
Jumpin ditches, digits

We and inches,
Building to go the distance!

In an instant, need assistance

strategic!
Hip hop game anemic, my sound the of Jesus
Too profound the don't believe this!

[Bridge: Xavier

I be all day
I be hustling all
sun set, to sun rise!

Motivation is the
Competition is on my

All the time...
It's all

Now me why do you
it,
deserve it than me...

Twenty eight,
five eight,
Twenty eight,
Twenty eight,

[Hook 3: White]

God damn,
One time for the big
One for the big homie
One time for the boss nigga on his grind screaming like

Money thang
Gotta let a nigga
Need a fucking hour
Cuz a tryina blow like

Twenty eight,
five eight,
Twenty eight,
Yeah...

One time for the boss nigga always on his grind like....

five eight,
Twenty eight,
five eight,
Yeah...

Give me a god hour lord... Yeah!!!

Twenty eight,
Twenty eight,
Twenty eight,
five eight, baby...

Yeah...

Give me a god damn lord, yeah...

Yeah, yeah, yea, yea...