Luyện nghe bài hát Twilight

Uh, yea, yea, yea
Let's go
C'mon nigga, nigga

I be in tha twilight, wit gangstas
Smokin' up in my ride life
The same stuff, it's a bitch, livin' like I'm rich
Bang broads me Mr. International, ghetto stars
I be dippin' in tha twilight, wit
Smokin' up in my ride life
The same stuff, it's still a bitch, livin' I'm rich
Bang broads call me Mr. International, stars

Yo' I talk a champion, walk like a champion
like a God, and I promise that Nas will hit you off
Flow like a gangsta, bum bum bum bum
Bustin' like dummies, so mami you and lick it off
I stay right, haze'd outfit stay on my hip
stay in my mouf, petron layed out
Tequila sunrise and 6's, surprise bitches
Nas from the trenches, hot as he

This is ten years, here for good, rep fo' my
Plumper than last summer, streched from tha grub
Good livin', women, I fuck wit straight stallions
stances, go 'head handsome
But they all scream, my car's
Hit up, every state, town, city wit my team
Pretty face, round tits and ass, my queen
a burna in tha trunk, ate all fifteen

When I be dippin' in tha twilight, wit
Smokin' up in my ride life
The same stuff, it's still a bitch, livin' I'm rich
Bang call me Mr. International, ghetto stars
I be in tha twilight, wit gangstas
weed up in my ride life
The stuff, it's still a bitch, livin' like I'm rich
Bang call me Mr. International, ghetto stars

Yo' if you see me on MTV, don't
I'm tha same from QB
on tha block, hungry and starvin'
Imaginin' performin' at Square Garden
Or Radio City, in New York
Bring tha hood wit me, gallons of henny
My homie got shot right my eyes
I got shot too, but I

I was just a teenager, had a pager
Always had flava, chasin' dat
I need dem diamonds, dem new
Pretty hoes, dat Bently Coupe all red like a
And everybody knows, my gun off
In tha west coast, south, and up north
tha boss, a natural born hustler
I despise suckas, ya muthafuckas

When I be dippin' in tha twilight, wit
Smokin' weed up in my life
The same stuff, it's still a bitch, like I'm rich
Bang broads call me Mr. International, stars
I be dippin' in tha twilight, wit
Smokin' weed up in my life
The same stuff, it's still a bitch, livin' like I'm
Bang broads call me Mr. International, stars

Nigga I'm wit high hopes, fuck tha bullshit
Stand up in front of dat, you get tha clip
beat a nigga senseless, his skin is missin', listen
My knockouts is six, so
Bang wit a "b" on my chest, ya'll niggas is
Ya touch me and I'm pullin' ya dress from stitches to
I hate y'all niggas, stomp you out like
Can't you see I'm here to get paper just I'm suppose to

I been a BraveHeart since semen, cesspool my schemin'
One thought to get up in my moms jeans and it to this
It feel a muthafucka dreamin', but I'm here
anything another nigga thinkin', see dem BraveHearts
Damn, my niggas, you got drama wit 'em
witcha gun unda ya fuckin' pillow
This is real thangs, I shit feels strange
How dem QB niggas do thangs, dis shit

When I be in tha twilight, wit gangstas
Smokin' weed up in my ride
The same stuff, it's still a bitch, livin' like I'm
broads call me Mr. International, ghetto stars
I be dippin' in tha twilight, wit
Smokin' weed up in my life
The same stuff, it's still a bitch, like I'm rich
Bang call me Mr. International, ghetto stars