Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Home

[Chorus - T]
I ain't in to fat lippin I'm gat grippin
A cat slippin, is a cat
Why I say The cat slippin, the mac's spittin, the cat drippin, look in the mirror yous a fat kitten

[Verse 1 - T]
All I wanted up was remote controls
Now my whole life remote control, hit the block dope
Got corners choking slow
Grandmama go to church to soak my soul, oh!
This for my foes
Find yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go him!
I puppet you Pinocchios, on strings
It - is what it seems, call me Jepeto!
A Young Market, put money in your pocket
Cause when Pusha it is the object then I drop it
I rose gold ya, huh? pink ya, hah?
Set it in a now the industry got pink eye
Contagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Monogram
Pastels is cute; How you follow suits so well?
These barrels the heat from +Hell+
Nigga the Franchise of Trak sales, uh!

[Verse 2 -
rather see me not breathing, than see me achieve
Have my mama grieving, to her knees
Jealous hearted niggaz, y'all it on ya sleeve
Like a scarlet letter, for the to see
Can't the truth, decendents of pain
So y'all get exposed like the of Hussein
My game grown, this is no fact
cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome
I'm not these rap kids, wit antics
Who diss records, who rock hat backwards
These are higher stakes, is not average weight
This is not pinching bitch, this is carrot cake
This is the 'tween rookies and the pros
pattern after me, they cookie-cut my flow
But so (so, so), I'm never one that be
Do as I do so I can say, "Papa you well"

[Verse 3 - T]
They say the Lord closes windows, to open
don't make me open yours
Seen beat through, open sores
Subliminal rap shit, so immature, that's why I
Punchline niggaz on front time, hoe shit
He who I is unfocused
Copperfield flow yes! I'll careers disappear
Like hocus - pocus - no joke, Push'

Mercy, mercy! Oh who is he?
Who curse me, curse me? For me
It hurts me so, puts me through
So I got Porsche's and Hummers to wit the anguish (oh, oh!)
live, but only if you speak the language
...And the rest is View
Trak The Movement, who you pay homage to?
You don't want it them boys, this I promise you, you pussy!