Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

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

I wanna ball in the wraith
your broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
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, fuck what them niggas
Before you getting going, I was getting to it

1]
Put it down, in the neighborhood
Was cases, before I got to get some paper good
Lil homie me 'On God do you know you came up?'
I said you deal with bitch who wearing lace front
I don't like her, that way about alot of rappers
I don't talk 'em
Most these 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 more
Don't believe it When your heard me
no pun intended
Military in the mansion
no runnin' in it
A rebel when I fucked that
It no coming in it
Since my first album I been
Ain't no funny
Bitch, no funny business
No weapon, against me shall
But it's to form
Knew the day I was born I'd perform in the Forum
Ringing bells and blowing horns when my named
I'm just a self nigga in the wraith though

I wanna ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma my shot
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 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 about no nigga who don't like me
Know If I go to jail today, that bitch write me? No
She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go
I bet a Wraith on the bowl
In the kitchen, super
Six ounce, pints, that's a superstove
I had a plaque and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks
If it's stars in the wraith, got the in the safe
Got the on deck, got the money for the case
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black Youngsta , back to cause 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 wanna ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, it all when you're dead
Leave your daughter the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were 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, it to her, wear her ass at?
Dick game great, give it to her till she out
This the caine, add B12, pour baking soda
a quarter 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 ridin' in the Rolls
Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy
Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never nothing
Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, can't me
Niggas still rhymin what we did in the 90's, nigga
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a real nigga riding ridin under stars

I just wanna in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
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 them niggas doing
you were getting going, I was getting to it