Luyện nghe bài hát Wat's Wrong

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

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

How many do you touch a day?
How many do you fuck a day?
How flows do your thought convey?
How know you can't walk away?
Depending on the way I feel, I might kill around me
Might heal everybody around me, how the blow
Open window, at the debris and never let me in
I kick back kick though
Maybe if I could a hundred years that be real?
Pay me if I'mma be rhymin' these
Crazy, my show went to my mom 'n' 'em
My daddy said a had haunted him
But now he got one, I'm shotgun
With a three-piece chicken dinner and gun
I bring your to an ending and pop one
I'm in the end, boss nigga you not one
And I in Kool-Aid and God's son
Do you believe that Black man is our
I made enough residuals to some
I gave enough, my know I divide some
I told Zay, I'm the best rapper since five
like that for a while now, I'm twenty-nine
Any nigga disagree is a fuckin' liar
Pardon me, see my alter ego was
He and I been around since Reagan was criticized
Might stay in the Trump for one week
paint all the walls and smoke 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 blocks we on to right my
The word, to give the we live as I get...

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

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

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

Okay, I'mma 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, came 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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