Luyện nghe bài hát Off Hiatus

Not even can stop me now
we're heavy overhead
they heavy words cant me down
boy been raised from the dead dead dead

Kim cargo with shells in wells
laughing to go cash these withdrawals
my chick bad with she been sharp tho
name whore she worser than marlo
charcoal four pipe gallardo
dark low hoodie on fuck haraldo
for I'm strapped with napalm
run in the biggest bank like won't take long
we don't want your money we for straight bonds
so stay calm, no off spray will off
so bug off or get off
my soft rugs becaro plush loft
trucks meeting Bugatto with drug lords
discuss sauce, speaking of need much more (early)
niggas act when sign deals
ran to the dealer for the same acura as
i got a lawyer thats corrupted like
go to carlitos way its a must that you grind
trappin back of my mind
drunk at a table as a make a of wine spill
fresh off my hiatus, hi
reckless i bust a rhyme or violator
only squares you bought was now and laters
once you buzzing, the comin, vibrators
American dreams came somehow
i swore id chase til i was
i heard the streets were paved with
what my father said
corsie off some new shit, it from breakin two bricks
bosses take losses and workers just make
every verse is exclusive, every word is abusive, pay a if you used it
get a bird, you can move it, thats what I'm nigga
crib on a mountain I'm so far a couch nigga
crack the g spot give 10% to the house
get on your shit rappers spit, its a drought nigga
louboutin slippers, margiela smoke
niggas don't wanna get money they got a habit
gotta toke habit, and low fabric
you had a shot its too late, no
the dry, need wet work, wrappin that caine second
it was the check first,
the she fussin, i be under the next skirt
network, me to mexico, the connectors
left the presie, took the marina, terrace around the corner can the arena
known to hook up a diva, celine bag on my hena, jeremy her adidas, she living single
remember who your friends and associates,
before you ride out you know who you rollin with
no need to hide out as as handled appropriate
ballin he mike, that .45 you approach em wit
American dreams came somehow
i id chase til i was dead
i heard the streets were paved gold
what my father said