Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Land

(Verse 1)
Nigga, yeah, up off the plane
Real niggas embrace my and bitches go insane
they kids throwin' up the gang
They don't pronouncin' my name
just look at my chain
Boy how much you on it?
ain't nothin' but hard work
and you can get from it
no toilet paper but this smell like the shit
it?
Smokin' chronic and gin
'til we get sick
And suckas ain't gotta like it
'cause ya love it
Ima it
She gon' it
Tell me she in desperate
of a
I her kick her feet up
We go to my crib
soon as I roll this up
Call some of yours
and we all have a smoke out!
You gotta hold it too long
This is weed
Couple hits is all you gon'
In my frames, I'm blazed!
Somewhere on the
Smokin' ray, middle of the day,
dialin'
Be surprised by how high a get
I'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the shit
Nigga!

(Chorus)
I land
land, won't land (x5)

(Verse 2)
No to apologize
You should how fly niggas do
EZ-Widers
Been done with them fool
I been on the road choppin' and them interviews
Heard I left a major
but my paper major
And all of them fans in with me
'cause I say real
So I can give a fuck!
how a hater
But uh, every they send a driver for me and Will
I her doin' my talkin' on the field
At first was tough,
don't wanna be gangstas now
of my flow,
yeah they and paste my style
Wouldn't think I it
While in my hotel, smokin wit yo
Fool!
And is it, what!
Relax your feet, put on some
a zip up
And we gon' smoke it it's gone
Ever see me
speak for suckas who do
I'm G'd up! What!
Haha! Ah!

(Chorus)