Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To The Rodeo

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I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't for no ho
I ain't talkin' to no cop and I tellin' on my bros
Ain't no killer but don't push me fingers on that pole
plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
Long nights I sold just to hit the studio
Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eatin' joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a in his glow
Bust off a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

wanna fuck me 'cause a nigga wearin' gold
I came up and it happen, I was trappin' by the store
Big inside this Backwood case this nigga want smoke
Do me dirty I'ma you, lay your ass out on the floor
19 a bag, I got rich by myself
Rather do this shit alone I wasn't askin' for no
They keep askin' how I'm winnin' with the that I was dealt
Boy I worked for this seat and I ain't bucklin' my belt
my brother on the phone, he said broski you a star
I said brother hold it down and soon all be livin' large
And crazy how last year was sellin' coke out my garage
Now I'm in a good for this life can't sabotage

I foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho
I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't on my bros
no killer but don't push me fingers itchin' on that pole
Niggas plottin' on my come-up, watch, they on my nose
nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't sloppy joe
into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow
Bust off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the

I got tattoos on my face, I use shit as motivation
I could never get a job, so for my dream, I'm
For a second lost myself, I was too busy faded
Now see me out in public and be knowin' what my name is
All these rappers want the clout and the of bein' famous
I just be stable, tell my family we made it
I was comin' for my spot, a young nigga had to be
Now I'm runnin' up these bands, can hit the for vacation
been shittin' on my haters, you could say I'm constipated
Five racks on this fit just to when I'm in Vegas
on my body, shout out to my nigga Caleb
Young niggas got the cake up, now these wanna date us

I ain't foldin' for no pressure, I ain't for no ho
I ain't to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros
Ain't no but don't push me fingers itchin' on that pole
Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my
Long nights I sold just to hit the studio
Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I eatin' sloppy joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his
off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo