Luyện nghe bài hát Walk 'N Live

Rude boy, gangstas, gorillas,
and live, talk and bumboclat dead
You hear

1: Wale]
I said rude boy flexing, dirty hair shit
Six, seven bred, they got these heads rest
I'm on that ''fuck it'' shit, yeah, I'm on that gully shit
Before working I was out here working trying to get my skully
Governed by your baby mama and I'm loving it
that sucker shit, only God can be judging this
Rosa Parks get mentioned
They trying to me, I'm bussing back
I get it, I get it, we all have an
So now you get it, I got a temper, cry me a
And to a notion, I do the to rap for the culture
How you confuse a nigga passion, with actin' like 'oh
Because I'm black with some hunger with no passive
If I was Anglo Saxon you would have me with Oprah
Taking it back, don't give me no if you having to move up
They saying I'm wack and shit, I'm rapping you do on computers
Ho niggas, troll niggas, I ever win
Mind quicker, lines get me richer like I'm Smith
the benevolent
Tried to be respectful, but they never get your
Till you get back on that ghetto
Peddle to the metal where them niggas live to settle
New shit, let us live
Whoever the best I can test them, fist or
Shottie on penmanship
They had some great careers, but I'm the best with
I kill that like my friends is fiending for venison
my temper, man, cool, but not my competence
Sent a text to Juicy J like "dude, just my confidence"
But shoo I that I'm the best and nevertheless you should too
So on note I stand by my comments, of course we still cool
I in Soho eating no boo
Who complaining I be Super Saiyan on a ProTools when they Goku"
Sike nah - I'm no fool, by far subpar
Contrary to y'all, what's that to lose and who influence
I'm finding this quite
bummy niggas couldn't tie my shoes
They brainwashed on cool
Followers like homecomings, see their and dance and they fall suit