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 wanna ball, yeah)
I wanna ball, yeah
the list, nigga, that's it

I just wanna ball in the
your broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma my shot
Praise God, leave it all when dead
Leave your with the papers
Fuck a hater 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 catching cases, I got to get some paper good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you you came up?'
I said you deal with every who wearing lace front
I don't like her, that way about alot of rappers
I talk about 'em
these niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just talking loud
Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it
Hm Having problems understanding logic, man
Man, for four hundred, I'll your honey and tour London
Get some money
Don't believe it When heard doubt me
no pun intended
Military in the mansion
Ain't no in it
A rebel when I fucked bitch
It no coming in it
Since my first I been serious
no funny business
Bitch, ain't no funny
No weapon, against me shall
But welcome to form
Knew from the day I was I'd perform in the Forum
Ringing bells and blowing horns when my called
I'm a self made nigga in the wraith though

I just ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
Leave daughter with the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, what them niggas doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it
[Verse 2: Yo
I'm a dope boy
form reppin
Not a in a watch, no charm on the necklace
They say I'm reckless, yeah, I be
Don't give a fuck about no nigga who like me
Know If I go to jail today, that gon' write me? No
She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke
I bet a Wraith on the super
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 in the wraith, got the titles in the safe
Got the lawyers on deck, got the for the case
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 a check for the

That's that out the North

I just ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
God, leave it all when you're dead
Leave your with the papers
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you getting going, I was getting to it
3]
Presidential
In the slum the hairnet
up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out
Dab in my bag, give it to her, her ass at?
Dick game great, give it to her she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, pour baking
a quarter out a whole, and no details
Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized figures
Now they rich and you just get it out the
Now he ridin' in the Royce
Came out the bottom, now he making more no boy
Always been a hustler, not a robber, I stole nothing
Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny me
still rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a nigga riding ridin under Wraith stars

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