Luyện nghe bài hát Young Veterans

1: Don Q]
Back and forth cross lines
And I'm the troopers and K-9's
I'ma whip the like I'm James Bond
And I'm getting head at the same
Popping with the athletes
You can ask John Wall 'bout us
Thumbing through it with the doors
Don't me while I'm counting, nigga
I was in the trenches they found a nigga
Now a nigga kitchen got a fountain,
Yeah, we 5 deep when we hit the
With a big 40 for the bouncer,
I'm a breed
All these hoes getting in threes
I'ma fuck em all before they get to
And its Christmas Eve I lift the sleeve
I a dose and I'm nodding off it
I'm as fuck before the party started
She the molly make her party harder
I took the 'Rari and I Mardi it
I ain't for a bitch to sponsor
I'm on a mission, I got to conquer
Too old for the
So for Halloween, I was a monster
I bend the corner I'm in the Tonka
And I'm armor
'Cause them on us
And its in my blood, I got a pimp
You can hit the store, I hit the owner (Yeah yeah!)
I'm just on half a star
Same color as an
Leaning, twisting up my cigar
Speeding, praying I crash the car

Loso Loaded]
Fendi, Fendi, I get
Wake up right to the semi
Loso and the Don
Highbridge to the nine, up where you from
Keep your straight
Gotcha baby mama me the one
I running outta funds
I'ma get the paper, stack it on you

2: Don Q]
Two for the shoes now
That's too much
Gotta keep the tools
When we 'round
Can't do no
I do it for all of my niggas that's
And all of my goons up
Percocets gettin' up
I got 2 and my jewels on frost
She call me Don
I in the house, she got nothing on
'Bout to drown my out in Aviani
Next check, comeback and flood the arm
Niggas with their sob stories
"Don do you got a job for me?"
Man, up this shit was hard for me
Now talking thousands when they call for me
I'm not impressed by fit
I checked out of fifth
And they asked what the cost
I put Chanel on my
And red on her kick
Yea I'm that Loub' talk
We was running through the working
I can, I can make the pot twerk
You walk in the bando
Bitch first
Keep a in the floor
If the cops

Loso Loaded]
Fendi, Fendi, I get
up right next to the semi
Loso and the Don
Highbridge to the nine, throw up you from
your kinfolks straight
Gotcha mama calling me the one
I running outta funds
get the paper, stack it on you bums
Codeine my
I get on that lean, pop a
Oh yeah, I'm just for excellence
Young veterans up presidents
Hey, hey
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Young veterans up presidents