Luyện nghe bài hát Simple Man [Explicit]

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Ayo I'm goin' places, home lacin' on occasions
And Lord gave me thinking in short paces
Lay solo, forever flashy I hate photos
Date four hoes, make her and make her moan though
Lady charmer put armor by your baby
I hate to say it a later moment I warn ya
High roller, big
And my intentions to keep her on the sack, you saks fifth her
I'm different, this cat can react mad pimpish
I gathered a couple hundred thousand, I remember
keep talkin' and we keep winning
Why niggas never say until police chalk em
Because of my bitch that's talkin', givin' her head, the streets will
I come from a place where my age ain't placed to see tomorrow
To each his own but each of them is known to or rob you
So chances over populated but know the seats in
And those are the of problems, I speak to God he says I'm alright
My funny, though 20-20's my hindsight
Bad bitches with me, real with me
ghetto with me mixin' kettle with the simply
Like the sweet anguish, your peace baby
I the millions you get come with a billion haters, yea

Forgive, I'm a
I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, fuck the
I'm a man, lawd!

You know I'm a rider
Tell em a simple man
All I is money,fuck the fame
I'm a man, lawd!

I'm pickin' apart, my opponents, get in my zone
Niggas join us, so, these niggas done cloned us
Look at me close, see the you see a nigga a loner
Cause all of the bitches givin me grief also be given me bonus
up in rap, young and you black
Niggas Be your phone up
you don't, least you a homie, ho
Adult show cuz
If you get that, roll up
If you get that, no love
Every you make they go left
chick you like done got kids
And forget that had brought friends
Every jay you hit you need
friend you got, got M.O's
I'm in a gang, even with a bitch
I'mma ball like small for a huh
Without the ate, all the hate go?
Pockets thicker all my niggas, ain't the same
I came up, fuck is you sayin' though
Gave the my heart, it just gave me the finger, nigga, yeah