Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. Welcome to
Paper planes, long
to the life

Destinies off the filling from the pillow talking
How you my highs, I hope you built the coffin
I got lungs please excuse the coughing
I'm bout to blow, they call me George from Boston
Respect is never so I confiscate it
Get acquainted mine I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never twice
Had to escape the
This ain't for ordinary people, compare me to rappers
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me some money, niggers is gassed up
them to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggers get no pussy
So it's more for me, she me in her mouth
You know it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she said please don't to me
All my niggers is winning, out to Charlie Sheen
I spit the metronome's a money machine
A money machine, of I'm trying to be the king that was part of my dream
And wale told me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't y'all
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last
We aint heard of that, and we aint of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas don't see their C's til see the judges
Dark of town, baby mama blues,
When ensues niggers Ndomakong Suh
Old ass defensive as boys,
Why you knock that bitch up if you cant it out boy
I'm a tenant my is monumental

I'm forever, these other niggers scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only look they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with flyin straight to the money
And you don't my slang my colloquial is lovely
So they quote me and me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or something
Shady feel me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the most of money
Have that consistent drive long as motor's running

I used to heat up mama house by ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is back
I up my spliff take a sip of my yack
Thinking back of the city weren't thinking of rap
They thinking of rap, they weren't giving a f-ck
Now everywhere I go be giving it up
I it all from Barry Farms to Sursum Corders
They had that rocking like a Park word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and my n-gga Ricky
We always for polo, we miss you little Penny
We skip college, chase and black pennies
Not in the of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
Where bad with bad intentions just act friendly

This where they love you then they you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask
They love you then hate you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fenty, hating ass n-gga, than sibling
Who got the juice ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont keep it nigga
work, work, work, work, work.