Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

Hey man
I got a real short of shit I like to do
Ya dig
Get (Yeah)
, Kick (I Just wanna ball, yeah)
I just wanna ball,
That's the list, nigga, it

I wanna ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma my shot
Praise God, leave it all when you're
Leave your with the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck what them saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were going, I was getting to it

1]
Put it down, bankrolls in the
Was cases, before I got to get some paper good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you know you came
I said you deal with every bitch who lace front
I don't like her, that way about alot of rappers
I don't about 'em
Most these niggas ain't gon' a grape, and, they just talking loud
Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it
Hm Having understanding your logic, man
Man, for four hundred, I'll your honey and tour London
Get some money
Don't believe it When your heard me
Ain't no pun
Military guns in the
no runnin' in it
A rebel I fucked that bitch
It ain't no in it
Since my first I been serious
no funny business
Bitch, no funny business
No weapon, against me prosper
But it's welcome to
Knew the day I was born I'd perform in the Forum
Ringing and blowing horns when my named called
I'm just a made nigga in the wraith though

I just wanna ball in the
your broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
Leave your daughter the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were going, I was getting to it
2: Yo Gotti]
I'm a boy legend
form reppin
Not a in a watch, no charm on the necklace
say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be
Don't a fuck about no nigga who don't like me
Know If I go to jail today, that gon' write me? No
She fuck me? No, if a nigga go broke
I bet a on the super bowl
In the kitchen, super
Six ounce, four pints, that's a
I always had a and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and some
If it's in the wraith, got the titles in the safe
Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black Youngsta , back to back that's my fam-o
He a man, kill him
For his shit, she want a for the

That's out the North shit

I just ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all when you're
Leave your daughter with the
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what niggas doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it
3]
Presidential
In the slum the hairnet
Running up a bag, do it for 'em to pass out
Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at?
Dick great, give it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, baking soda
Stretch a quarter out a whole, and no
to all my niggas, who legitimized they figures
Now rich and you just get it out the Blue
Now he in the Rolls Royce
Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy
been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing
Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny me
Niggas still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's,
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a nigga riding ridin under Wraith stars

I wanna ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all when dead
Leave your daughter the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it