Luyện nghe bài hát Wait Your Turn B

Chillin' at the
up botanical
Seen a nigga I like
let the hammer go
Dwn to do the
But I know the church is
I don't the sin on my soul 'cause I plan to go
So I keep up
But he ice grilling and he up
But he ain't old enough to see another day
I'm this
But I put my gun away
He act, clap,
And these people gon' run
They gonna get my plates and the of my vehicle
I'mma be upstate full of tryin' see it through
So I put it in
I'mma catch 'em all alone then I'm putting

You test me? (You gotta)
Wait turn B
There's a long line of that's ready to burn me
I put my foot down
the nose of my gun
In shit that don't concern me

me? (You gotta)
Wait your B
There's a long line of niggas ready to burn me
I put my foot down
the nose of my gun
In some shit that don't me

In the club by myself getting up
So I rised up but I didn't need help
Had a knife in the and a bottle that was comp
I'm always ready to romp, I move kinda
Hammer in the ride with the driver
By the door with cocked four
He familiar with the war and the keep a bullet in his jaw
for sure that shit can get raw when I slide
They say what up, no what up
bust first, no bust back
Keep that same energy, you remember me
I'mma be that that won't ever cut slack

You test me? (You gotta)
Wait your B
a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me
I put my foot firmly
the nose of my gun
In shit that don't concern me

me? (You gotta)
Wait turn B
a long line of niggas that's ready to burn me
I put my foot down
the nose of my gun
In some shit that don't me

Couple a niggas don't even Ghost
Start shit up, get lit up they are light posts
I ain't into arguing, I ain't into
Get a shell in the hoodie, in the cardigan
You see me the peace sign
That two could turn to two up when it's creep time
Slug through the peephole, now he though
He the one asking for sleep
Test me, you gotta wait your B
Get a bag full of and prepare for the journey
Get six pallbearers, a couple
You gon' either not leave or in a gurney

You test me? (You gotta)
Wait turn B
There's a long of niggas that's ready to burn me
I put my foot firmly
Stick the of my gun
In some shit that don't me

me? (You gotta)
Wait your B
There's a long line of niggas that's to burn me
I put my foot down
the nose of my gun
In shit that don't concern me

You test me?
There's a long line of niggas that's to burn me