Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

Hey man
I got a real short list of shit I to do
Ya dig
Get (Yeah)
, Kick shit (I wanna ball, yeah)
I just ball, yeah
That's the list, nigga, it

I just wanna ball in the
your broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all when dead
your daughter with the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it

1]
Put it down, bankrolls in the
Was catching cases, I got to get some paper good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you you came up?'
I said you deal with every bitch who wearing front
I like her, feel that way about alot of rappers
I talk about 'em
Most these niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, just talking loud
Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it
Hm problems understanding your logic, man
Man, for four hundred, I'll your honey and tour London
Get some more
believe it When your heard doubt me
Ain't no pun
Military guns in the
no runnin' in it
A rebel when I that bitch
It ain't no in it
Since my first album I been
Ain't no business
Bitch, ain't no funny
No weapon, against me shall
But it's welcome to
Knew from the day I was I'd perform in the Forum
Ringing and blowing horns when my named called
I'm just a made nigga in the wraith though

I wanna ball in the wraith
your broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma my shot
Praise God, leave it all when dead
Leave your daughter with the
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing
you were getting going, I was getting to it
[Verse 2: Yo
I'm a boy legend
Street reppin
Not a stone in a watch, no on the necklace
say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be
Don't give a about no nigga who don't like me
Know If I go to jail today, bitch gon' write me? No
She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke
I bet a Wraith on the bowl
In the kitchen, cold
Six ounce, four pints, a superstove
I had a plaque and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks
If it's stars in the wraith, got the in the safe
Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black Youngsta , back to back cause my fam-o
He a man, kill him
For his shit, she a check for the

That's that out the North

I just ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all when dead
Leave your daughter with the
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what them saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it
3]
Presidential
In the slum with the
Running up a bag, do it for 'em to pass out
Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at?
Dick great, give it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, pour baking
Stretch a quarter out a whole, and no
Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized they
Now they rich and you get it out the Blue
Now he in the Rolls Royce
Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy
been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing
Trappin', work till they come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me
still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a nigga riding ridin under Wraith stars

I just ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all when dead
Leave your with the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it