Luyện nghe bài hát World Series

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

This got a motherfucker 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, me rolling, picture me rolling

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

This got a motherfucker 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, picture me