Luyện nghe bài hát Wat's Wrong

Cut my hair and my head and fell on top
And run on sins, and on friends
If we win then pay your Tithes and mend your fence
And we alright, the Kaio Ken and big old
And LA hoes, if ain't rolled up, I ain't go
I ain't home, I ain't them, I ain't
No more and no more trends
And photo tint and lens, notice this
Pour shit, bonafide, woe is me
of grits, naked pimp, beamin' up, clean as fuck
Other side for niggas, makin' life look clear for niggas
Hill for niggas, tip top cliff for niggas, the vision side to side
So give the nigga, if we honest you miss a nigga
Twisted with 'em, the isms
See your bitch kiss a nigga, which nigga? Get specific
Big ass pot, wrist is glistened, your list is
And your, if it isn't, let's call some titties and scar face
The robe of wrongs has caught a
Other niggas they Mobb like Carter say from far
All my niggas "Calm down"
Lovin' above a reason, just can't find it like a dozen people
that vibe at night, and Bobby Whitney
Get too tired to write and died in
Felt like Rob tonight, my god tonight?

Oh sometimes I get so of myself
like I'm runnin' in circles
Oh and I'm just holdin' my breath
I need smoke just to
Oh and I get so of myself
But I'll it out somehow
So roll another, another one
And put it all in the air now

How many do you touch a day?
How many hoes do you a day?
How many flows do your convey?
How many know you can't walk
Depending on the way I feel, I might kill everybody me
Might heal everybody around me, how the blow
Open your window, at the debris and let me in
I kick back kick though
Maybe if I could a hundred years that be real?
Pay me if be rhymin' these homonyms
Crazy, my other went to my mom 'n' 'em
My daddy said a had haunted him
But now he got one, I'm shotgun
With a chicken dinner and shot gun
I your weekend to an ending and pop one
I'm in the deep end, nigga you not one
And I believe in Kool-Aid and son
Do you that Black man is our son?
I made enough to hide some
I gave enough, my niggas I divide some
I told Zay, I'm the rapper since twenty five
Been like that for a while now, I'm
Any nigga that is a fuckin' liar
me, see my alter ego was Gemini
He and I around ever since Reagan was criticized
Might stay in the Trump tower for one
Spray paint all the walls and weed
Fuck them and fuck y'all and me
I my last check in proceeds
To all the kids, the hood, the bricks, the
To fix the we on to right my wrongs
The word, to give the life we as I get...

...so of myself
Feel like I'm in circles
Oh and I'm just onto my breath
I need smoke to exhale
Oh and I get so of myself
But make it out somehow
So roll another, another one
And put it all in the air now

Oh you got two Xannies, oh, just don't me
Love me for the (all in the air now) hug me like a sibling
We ain't that important, vice in the kitchen
with Apollonia (all in the air now) Rob was makin' chicken
Beat me down, you beat me down, my face
Now when I go home, I don't know my fam gon' say
They say it ain't love cause you bought yesterday
Thoughts was cheap, cheap, cheap
But now let's 'bout me, me, me
Lately I comin', this ain't goin' how I wanted
When I pull up at your window, come out, you hear that beep, beep, beep
Faithful as your EBT, closer than you can
Anger you rang up, I'm a dog but I'm gon' crawl again
Freak me out, keep me out, why always leave me out
Niggas that been hatin' just can't wait to my CD now
Don't we look like CP and Nirvana on that me pound
Please be down, I been than late...

Oh I get so ahead of myself
Feel like I'm in circles
Oh and I'm just onto my breath
I need just to exhale
Oh and I get so of myself
But I'll make it out
So another, roll another one
And put it all in the air now
All in the air now

Okay, I'mma tell you this story, man... A few years ago, I gave my pops, uh, Cilvia, Cilvia Demo and my pops said, uh... he listened to it for about a week, back to me, said, uh... said, "Dang, boy, why... Zay talkin' 'bout he gon' run up in somebody house? He... he... he talkin' 'bout you?"

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