Luyện nghe bài hát Warlord Leather

Dipped and writ his own
Chest full of spliffs told the it was cancer
Hit the road for months
For the fan in the row, getting punched out
Screaming "whoa" with his up
The bastard is back
In that hoodie like a vein that cause it's black
Sittin' in the Mazda, back of a lap and his
lacked an answer, cause he never had one
Eyes all low on the counter what the done
than the mass ton
Five star telly, belly on the bad one
Heavy with the raps way cause a nigga em out
Be really attract the bitches
Switchin' with the taxes never actin' different
Boney think he's thin, kind of baggy
With niggas that be trappin', shippin' packages
Their is up
Got my mama tripping like she and her ankles touch
Now I'm at the stressin'
Fidget with the on the warlord leather
Whisky with the spliff, it goes more better
Why him if he's scoring under full court pressure

Put me in
Put me in
I got this man I'm on fire
you

Your bitch pussy smells Sway's hat
I'm like Swayze mixed Sajak, in a straight jacket
Aim the iron at your bracket
You can't escape magic
My make the fishes swim in strange patterns
in the bay, Saturn
Switchblades, new face, get the tatted
Inside my look shattered
Hanging off a ladder
EBT got my baby momma face on it
Big checks with my name on it, put my on it
My face is on the pen, I'm a G
Looking for some other shit, 'em down the street
Can't compute on how much I spent on then retreat
I spent up about a thousand Yen just on the feet
Another twenty seven Yen just for the heat
Play the guitar my teeth (Yeyeyeye-ya)
Coach him off the bench, told his ass to sit down
you were picked up in the sixth round
Throw him in the tub filled with hot sauce
I'm back, gettin' sucked, eatin' nachos

You it's me motherfucker
(You it's me)
And it's me
legs in the building