Luyện nghe bài hát World Series

Who the wanna wit um
We ball like Indians at the Series 8th inning
I'm gone I'm rolling Nicole Kidman
I hit the pussy like a bong, fuck business
We in the with the guerrillas
We in the streets with the 4
Don't I am no witness
You got beef put a end till you talk like sentence period
Motherfucker I'm
Who's you're rapper, I'm curious?
He ain't living out words
He used machine gun burst in the trap
his ass got murked
I'm in the 3rd
I'm talking to a stealer and he from the burgh
You talking to a Cleveland in the first
So you not get on my nerves, biatch
I need tho, keep me moving like turtle
Keep me seeing this
Keep it banging like
something, Twerk something
Bitch fuck me now she something
Gas tank on E, it nothing
Try to stunt on me the worst
Motherfuckers gonna some plumbing I am the shit
I like eating something, feed my stomach,
Give me a rapper, make it 100, fuck give em the hubble telescope, they couldn't see the
No, it let em get a lil something,
em to the block do a lil stuntin, that ain't nothing
Ery I go I'm putting on I ain't bluffing,
Ery where I go I'm putting on, I run it. Kells

This song got a feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling, me rolling, picture me rolling
song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling, picture me rolling, picture me

Picture me
Picture everybody wit a pic of me on the wall like prince
Picture favorite R&B singer lookin at a picture on her phone Of my big Ol dick
Picture me like Biggie, the real Frank White I'm the king of my city
Picture all this starting out as a
at a picture of Martin Luther King, that's my reaction
Trying to it happen from rapping.
Trying to avoid me a casket Half of my kin-folk caught up in traffic trapping
My whole squad will turn to a
'Cause Tony Montana rite up the from us tho,
It's not to get caught up in its at all
not to ball. Sales for yayo to jail then someone goes talk to the law
Please God tell me it true,
tell me name on paper work ain't you
If you ain't then why is you home,
Stupid bitch better get gone, 3 in the morning,
I can't get rest so turn over up that 38 special,
You bust in my door, then I bust in your hoe 25 stranded on death row

This song got a feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
me rolling, picture me rolling, picture me rolling
This song got a motherfucker feeling pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling, picture me rolling, me rolling