Luyện nghe bài hát Amazing Grace

Regardless of how it goes down, goes on am I right...
It's the way I've conditioned my mindset...
For me to stay in where, I can survive (uh)
(chyeah)

Livin a life of is nothing you should glamorize (Oh no)
Was seeing you smile, you had to fantasize.
But now its jellyfish in all the fish tanks, so rich, think whats on a wrist fake.
Jewish, thank jewelers, for Franck Muller's.
Tenth grade MAC-11s, they aint us.
Taught us to think foolish, degrade women, call all the bitches hoes, still with em.
Corner educated, codeine medicated, every night we cos we elevated.
Hi I'm Tyson, Robin Givens in a win.
She knocking at the door, let that devil in.
Order the room caviar and cannabis,
She order the nose candy with the lit.
I'm laid back, status of a Corleone, Maybach wit my yellow roll ya own.

All my watches designer, all my designer
Simply gifts the gods, I pray you all pray for survival
in your face, MAC-11 on his waist
Make or break your day, better say your 'Amazing

Now you with motherfuckers ya never heard of,
its just hurdle, they wanna see ya murdered,
or to flippin burgers, better bust your burners,
say my Amazing Grace, before they a verdict

And Kitchen burnin me a bell pepper,
the lady, P i 80 cos it smells better,
say my amazing grace, she say its a phase.
Unless its sustained, Im not in for fame,
minus the hoe shit, Im on mo shit, Versace nil,
60 Mill, selling shit.
Couldn't make a layup, the brick layer.
up at the park in a six player.
6 - speed all the hate to follow,
I'm at the Del Arno, with my model
Turn the strip club into a arcade, for a coin you play them broads broad day.
Get them junkies blowin I miss the junkie call,
Shit was funny till I bringing money home,
Still its a game, I bet your high score, call it a rap beef,
bitch Im to die for.

All my designer, all my women designer
Simply from the gods, I pray you all pray for survival
Smilin' in your face, MAC-11 on his
Make or break your day, say your 'Amazing Grace'

Now you with motherfuckers ya never heard of,
its just another hurdle, they see ya murdered,
or back to flippin burgers, better bust burners,
say my Amazing Grace, they reach a verdict

All my designer, all my women designer
Simply gifts from the gods, I you all pray for survival
Smilin' in your face, MAC-11 on his
Make or break your day, better say your Grace'

Now you beefin with motherfuckers ya heard of,
its just hurdle, they wanna see ya murdered,
or back to flippin burgers, bust your burners,
say my Amazing Grace, before they reach a

All my designer...
All my designer...
wanna see ya murdered...
Better bust burner...

(Thats all I know... gotta feelin... 100 up... Thats the realest)