Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

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

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

1]
Put it down, in the neighborhood
Was catching cases, I got to get some paper good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you know you came
I said you deal with bitch who wearing lace front
I don't like her, feel way about alot of rappers
I don't about 'em
Most niggas ain't gon' bust 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 take your honey and London
Get more money
Don't believe it When heard doubt me
Ain't no pun
guns in the mansion
Ain't no in it
A rebel I fucked that bitch
It ain't no in it
Since my first album I been
Ain't no funny
Bitch, no funny business
No weapon, me shall prosper
But welcome to form
Knew from the day I was born I'd in the Forum
Ringing bells and blowing horns my named called
I'm just a self nigga in the wraith though

I just wanna ball in the
your broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
God, leave it all when you're dead
Leave your daughter the papers
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas
Before you were getting going, I was to it
[Verse 2: Yo
I'm a boy legend
Street reppin
Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the
They say I'm reckless, yeah, I be
Don't give a fuck no nigga who don't like me
Know If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' me? No
She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go
I bet a on the super bowl
In the kitchen, cold
Six ounce, pints, that's a superstove
I always had a and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and some
If it's stars in the wraith, got the in the safe
Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Youngsta , back to back cause 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 wanna in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all when you're
your daughter with the papers
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas
you were getting going, I was getting to it
3]
Presidential
In the slum with the
up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out
Dab in my bag, it to her, wear her ass at?
Dick game great, it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, pour baking
Stretch a out a whole, and no details
Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized 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' till they come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me
still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a real nigga riding ridin Wraith stars

I just wanna ball in the
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 them doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it