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 the church is Manago
I don't the sin on my soul 'cause I plan to go
So I rolling up
But he ice grilling and he up
But he old enough to never see another day
I'm this
But I ain't put my gun
He act, clap,
And these people run away
They gonna get my and the make of my vehicle
be upstate full of hate tryin' see it through
So I put it in
I'mma catch 'em all then I'm putting work

You wanna me? (You gotta)
your turn B
There's a long line of niggas that's ready to me
I put my foot firmly
the nose of my gun
In some that don't concern me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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