Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Land

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

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

(Verse 2)
No need to
You should how fly niggas do
EZ-Widers
Been done with them cigarillos
I been on the road choppin' and killin' them
Heard I a major deal
but my paper major
And all of them in love with me
I say what's real
So I can give a fuck!
how a feel
But uh, every time they send a driver for me and
I her doin' my talkin' on the field
At first was tough,
they don't wanna be now
of my flow,
yeah they copy and my style
Wouldn't I notice it
While in my hotel, smokin wit yo
Fool!
And is it, what!
Relax your feet, put on some
a zip up
And we smoke it 'til it's gone
see me cough?
Can't for suckas who do
I'm G'd up! What!
Haha! Ah!

(Chorus)