Luyện nghe bài hát Wishin

I'm sending my killers to the store for and Danish
My nigga, my nigga, I would go get it myself, but I'm
And I ain't never changing, I'm done paying my dues
My mind frame is "I'm making my payments"
I by a so called tough guy, watch him tuck his chain in
No snatching though, watch what you put my name in
Kind of like an armless actor playing an action
I'm out on the west copping Axel Foley, ask the police
But at least I'm active
I bought my an Aston, wrote it off on my taxes
Listed it as an backing like Macklemore
Half of my is bastards
The other half of my don't know half of the kids they having
Savage, that's average
Like 30k a year spent on
In order to in the streets
In my shoes, gon need Flintstone feet
And room for baggage, and room in Nikes
So they can tag your toe
Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more rhyme no more
Cause I'm so raw, will I
an if, it's a when
Kind of asking "what time is karma gon find [?]"
So tomorrow, in hindsight, if you an artist, death's near, the know
What you draw falls on deaf ears Van Gogh
I chose rap glory over the
No plaques or a trophy, I already them here
(Let's go, Preem)
I'm just trying to leave my mark but I've got the same backstory as a tear
The kind of frame I prefer to see the through
ask me nothing about Budden, I suppose
I propose to all my too
I'm in the Forbes in in a suit
Bitches know the like Sheryl Swoopes
You know they say you dying if you ain't living good
I'm dumping a hit salary worth of quarters down the world's largest wishing well
Wishing a nigga
(Wishing a would)

and gentlemen
I think my record speaks for

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

These are the sounds of days are passed

in the door waving the .44
Casing the floorboards, 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, I'll
Sweep up the streets till the clique
Shoot you while we watch the turn like a twig scene
Street sweeper, his head clean off his body
Then keep sweeping enough to clean off his body
Lean off the bottle fly a nigga queen off to Cabo
Then have her feeding me papayas and grapes, I'm an taste
If you don't like me, acquire some
And all I talk about is
All you do is test pros, shoot you while you protest
Shout to all my and my sisters out in Ferguson
The police us shot
And you gon be the next to drop in front of that donut

We record a new of history

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