Luyện nghe bài hát Two Step

I always life could be super short
Ever since busted out the super sport
Brevity, levity, bitter I could be
Young for a nigga born in the late
Heavenly, my cause she loves me in spite
Of all the shit I be saying when we fight
Shout a to my nigga locked up, now Reece home
Making for the kids, bitch we grown
Put your phone down, me in the eye
Or you can talk that shit to guy
I swear to God I kick you in the button fly
And jump up and down on your 'til you fucking die
Y'all probably to dance so ignore me
That club life ever been for me
You basic just bore me
If I got to buy you a drink you can't me

Gun on a good day
No ski masks, the hood way
Little kids wishing that they play
for a hook or something Jay-Z would say

I got two shots left in my two step
Two shots left in my two step

in my tennis shoe
Hood brought a burner to the interview
catch a beef on the bus home
Tell them gang-bang bullies get the fuck
In my zone with a brand new
Walked right past my ex, didn't say
Then I changed my like, "Ay bitch!"
"Tell new boyfriend he can't fake this!"
Spent my check on some new kicks
The rest at the on my new chick
I got on some bullshit
Snitch, fuck-boy I never should've fooled with
And I ever wrote a résumé
But I had my cousin me one yesterday
I need hours and some better pay
Back when I was that was something I would never say

Gun on a good day
No ski masks, that's the way
kids wishing that they could play
Looking for a hook or Jay-Z would say

I got two shots left in my two step
Two shots left in my two step

Ten toes down nineteen
Southern dummy repping heavy with mine
These actors are not to a factor
Hilary Spunner is a cold bastard
No master, no father, I raise me
A clean it up, when I had a couple babies
Well maybe, maybe, you can oh thank me
Fresh out the county feeling
No, eight months turnt, don't pay me
I used to be a mess my
Only thing could kill me was stress my
Had to give that shit a my nigga
I just did a years, none left my nigga
I can't do another stretch my
So either shut it down, or it's death my nigga

Gun shots on a day
No ski masks, the hood way
Little kids that they could play
Looking for a hook or something Jay-Z say

I got two shots left in my two step
Two shots left in my twenty-two two