Luyện nghe bài hát Young Veterans

1: Don Q]
Back and forth state lines
And I'm ducking the troopers and
I'ma whip the like I'm James Bond
And I'm head at the same time
Popping bottles the athletes
You can ask John Wall us nigga
Thumbing it with the doors locked
Don't interrupt me while I'm counting,
I was in the trenches when they a nigga
Now a nigga got a fountain, nigga
Yeah, we 5 deep when we hit the
a big 40 for the bouncer, nigga
I'm a different
All these getting picked in threes
I'ma fuck em all before get to leave
And its Christmas Eve when I lift the
I took a and I'm nodding off it
I'm high as fuck before the started
She said the molly make her 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 Fendi
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 rollin' on half a
Same as an avatar
Leaning, twisting up my cigar
Speeding, praying I don't the car

Loso Loaded]
Fendi, Fendi, I get
Wake up right next to the
Loso and the Don
Highbridge to the nine, throw up where you
Keep your kinfolks
Gotcha baby calling me the one
I ain't outta funds
I'ma get the paper, it on you bums

2: Don Q]
Two for the shoes now
That's too much
keep the tools 'round
When we move
Can't do no
I do it for all of my niggas dead
And all of my goons up
gettin' chewed up
I got 2 cups and my on frost
She call me Don
I in the house, she got nothing on
'Bout to drown my neck out in
check, I'ma comeback and flood the arm
Niggas with their sob stories
"Don do you got a job for me?"
Man, coming up shit was hard for me
Now they talking thousands they call for me
I'm not by your fit
I checked out of fifth
And they asked what the shoes
I put on my bitch
And that's red on her
Yea I'm speaking that Loub'
We was through the block working
Nigga I can, I can make the pot
You can't walk in the
knock first
Keep a in the floor
If the search

Loso Loaded]
Fendi, Fendi, I get
Wake up right to the semi
Loso and the Don
Highbridge to the nine, throw up you from
Keep your kinfolks
Gotcha baby mama 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 striving for
Young veterans stacking up
Hey, hey
Young veterans stacking up
Hey, hey
veterans stacking up presidents