Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

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

I just ball in the wraith
your broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma my shot
Praise God, leave it all when you're
Leave daughter with the papers
a hater 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, in the neighborhood
Was catching cases, I got to get some paper good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you know you came
I said you deal with every bitch who lace front
I don't like her, feel that way alot of rappers
I don't about 'em
Most these niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just loud
Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it
Hm Having understanding your logic, man
Man, for four hundred, I'll take honey and tour London
Get some money
Don't believe it your heard doubt me
no pun intended
Military in the mansion
no runnin' in it
A rebel when I that bitch
It no coming in it
Since my album I been serious
Ain't no business
Bitch, ain't no business
No weapon, against me shall
But it's welcome to
from the day I was born I'd perform in the Forum
Ringing bells and horns when my named called
I'm just a self made nigga in the wraith

I just ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all when dead
your daughter with the papers
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were going, I was getting to it
2: Yo Gotti]
I'm a dope boy
Street reppin
Not a in a watch, no charm on the necklace
say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be
Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't me
Know If I go to jail today, that bitch write me? No
She fuck me? No, if a nigga go broke
I bet a Wraith on the super
In the kitchen, cold
Six ounce, pints, that's 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 titles in the
Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black Youngsta , back to cause that's my fam-o
He a white man, him
For his shit, she a check for the

That's out the North shit

I just wanna in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
God, leave it all when you're dead
Leave daughter with the papers
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck what bitches 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 game great, give it to her till she out
This the real caine, add B12, pour baking
Stretch a out a whole, and no details
Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized figures
Now they rich and you get it out the Blue
Now he in the Rolls Royce
out the bottom, now he making more ain't no boy
Always been a hustler, not a robber, I stole nothing
Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny me
Niggas still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's,
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a real nigga riding ridin Wraith stars

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