Luyện nghe bài hát The Plan

Ayy, uh
I do this shit I
Turn, turn it up a bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Yo, yo, yo, ayy

I go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I just care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the (yeah)
I might go fly to (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the I don't bring sand (no)
Thought that was the plan (yeah)

up, now I am the man (yeah)
It's you don't understand (ayy)
Popeye opened the can
I don't fuck with no fufu, not on my brand (ayy)
Call me when you a hand (yeah)
In the bay I'm (ayy)
YSL on me, god
Tell me, why is your girlfriend my number one (yeah)
scrutinized, bags are super sized, why are you surprised?
Must mixed us with a different group of guys
the truth or lies, I mean business
But I'm not in suit and
Just prophesized (yeah, uh)
This shit fell right place (yeah)
500 my pace (ayy)
Drinking it to the face
and women, two things I don't chase (uh)
Don't got a minute to (yeah)
off I'm showing my face (yeah)
Shoutout my ace (uh)
They hate so it's a disgrace (uh)
I put 'em back into (yeah)
I put your bitch in a
I just snatch her, she's vanishing without a (yeah)

I might go fuck up bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I just took of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I bring sand (no)

Thought was always the plan (no)
that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it (no)
Thought that was always the
I might go up these bands (ayy)
I do this 'cause I can (yeah)
I just took of my fam (ayy)
this was always the plan (yeah)

Uh, ten years this has been brewing (ayy)
I'm like: The fuck you been (yeah)
Hall of fame, a shoe in
You'll never be Jordan, more Patrick Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I'm (ayy)
like: Who let you in? (yeah)
Money talks, I it fluent
Got tired of my bitch, I got a new one
Quick swish
This whack
Pack, that
Making stacks
This blap
She did (uh)
Taking a trap nap (yeah)
I go all and shit
Ain't gotta hide shit
This shit's a freestyle, I ain't even this shit
Roll me some, Marty, and I'm light this shit (ayy, yeah)
My jaw swimming on South
This is shit that don't teach
go too far
Don't trap too
Bitch, don't reach (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, jaw, got slow speech
I'm courtside, I got floor
to Rihanna like