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 wanna ball, yeah
That's the list, nigga, it

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

1]
Put it down, in the neighborhood
Was catching cases, I got to get some paper good
Lil asked me 'On God do you know you came up?'
I said you deal with every who wearing lace front
I don't like her, that way about alot of rappers
I don't talk 'em
Most niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just talking loud
Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it
Hm Having understanding your logic, man
Man, for four hundred, take your honey and tour London
Get some money
Don't believe it your heard doubt me
Ain't no pun
Military in the mansion
no runnin' in it
A rebel when I fucked bitch
It ain't no in it
Since my first I been serious
Ain't no business
Bitch, ain't no business
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 self made nigga in the though

I wanna ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
Leave your with the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it
2: Yo Gotti]
I'm a dope boy
Street form
Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the
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, that bitch gon' me? No
She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go
I bet a Wraith on the super
In the kitchen, super
Six ounce, four pints, that's a
I always had a and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and some
If it's in the wraith, got the titles in the safe
Got the on deck, got the money for the case
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Youngsta , back to back cause that's my fam-o
He a white man, him
For his shit, she want a for the

That's that out the shit

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 with the papers
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it
3]
Presidential
In the slum the hairnet
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, it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, baking soda
Stretch a out a whole, and no details
Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized figures
Now they and you just get it out the Blue
Now he ridin' in the Royce
Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy
Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never nothing
Trappin', flippin' work till they come up on a one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny me
Niggas still 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a real nigga ridin under Wraith stars

I just wanna ball in the
With your in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
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 what niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it