Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

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

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

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

I wanna ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma my shot
Praise God, leave it all when you're
Leave your daughter the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it
2: Yo Gotti]
I'm a dope boy
Street form
Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the
They say I'm reckless, yeah, I be
Don't a fuck about no nigga who don't like me
If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' write me? No
She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke
I bet a on the super bowl
In the kitchen, cold
Six ounce, four pints, a superstove
I always had a and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks
If it's stars in the wraith, got the titles in the
Got the lawyers on deck, got the for the case
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black Youngsta , back to back cause that's my
He a man, kill him
For his shit, she a check for the

That's that out the North

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

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