Luyện nghe bài hát Wishin

I'm sending my killers to the store for Patron and
My nigga, my nigga, I go get it myself, but I'm famous
And I never changing, I'm never done paying my dues
My mind frame is "I'm forever my payments"
I walk by a so called tough guy, watch him tuck his in
No snatching though, watch what you put my fucking in
Kind of like an armless actor playing an role
I'm out on the copping like Axel Foley, ask the police
But at least I'm though
I bought my bitch an Aston, wrote it off on my
it as an independent backing like Macklemore
Half of my clique is
The other half of my clique know half of the kids they having
Savage, average though
30k a year spent on yeast
In order to in the streets
In my shoes, you're gon Flintstone feet
And for baggage, and room in your Nikes
So they can tag your toe
Motherfuckers can't no more about rhyme no more
I'm so raw, will I win?
Ain't an if, it's a
Kind of asking "what time is karma gon find [?]"
So tomorrow, in hindsight, if you an artist, death's near, the fans
What you draw on deaf ears like Van Gogh
I rap glory over the stratosphere
No plaques or a trophy, I already have them
(Let's go, Preem)
I'm just trying to leave my mark but I've got the backstory as a tatted tear
The of frame I prefer to see the world through
Don't ask me nothing about Budden, I
I to all my girls too
I'm in the in in a pearl suit
Bitches the score like Sheryl Swoopes
You know they say you dying if you ain't living good
I'm dumping a hit man's salary worth of quarters the world's largest wishing well
Wishing a would
(Wishing a would)

and gentlemen
I my record speaks for itself

A of survival, idle movement and chatter
We was in the Chi before we knew the ladder
Climb up till time's up, but daily reminder
My daily operation is to the population
Salutation to the nation of the Nubians and
That knew me when we was boxing niggas up in
The bond I have with the Quran and the math
Supreme talk, I'm walking a walk
Watch it vibrate, while I take the off
Straight out of where they get that lean off
Fiends cough for serum, hitters rally like it's Durham
You in Illinois, we know what can cure 'em
I'm sicker than most of them from the 'Go so the don't end
Come get it bae you from Oakland
I'm in the building and this my opening
I'm posturing with niggas that supposed to been
Doper than, more than fallopian

These are the sounds of days that are

Kick in the waving the .44
the floorboards, stays in the Waldorf
I will a jet cheap, fly the way for sure to get deep
To your crew my immortal technique
I'll elaborate, sixteen pistols and
Hidden three or four twelve hundred crates
If we at war, exaggerate
Sweep up the streets the clique clean
Shoot you while we the tables turn like a twig scene
sweeper, knock his head clean off his body
Then keep long enough to clean off his body
Lean off the then fly a nigga queen off to Cabo
Then have her me papayas and grapes, I'm an acquired taste
If you like me, acquire some taste
And all I talk is murdering
All you do is test pros, shoot you while you protest
Shout to all my brothers and my sisters out in
The want us shot
And you gon be the next to drop in of that donut shop

We record a new dimension of

I kick my habits of
Sneakers and developed the new now
With Planet I got me a plaque
And a Grammy I'm goin' zoo now
Me still be irrelevant, then became the
In the room now (is he ever fall off)
No, I by a so called tough guy
Watch him me nervous, after I passed him
He gon' get the street life for
He gon' the other cheek like
A half done assed job, sittin
In of a plastic surgeon
Then I jump in the suburban
Snatch the curtain, your R&B act in it
After I squeeze 21 entries, and it no need to ask for ID's
I'm certain that if you offend me, it shall get windy
And right before that Mack 10 is workin', click
And it ain't no I in me in the that I am
Givin' you fire, and the comes after the Earth Wind
Wooh, Preme in his Prhyme, I'm in my