Luyện nghe bài hát Street Runner

1:]
The nerve of these niggas, they acting like they already made it
Practice make perfect, so perfect'll be my mama's
These niggas lame and and constipated
What I lay every should be the defecation
My denim by respected Asians, I dress amazing
My shirt so crazy I get away with some Sketchers
a lie for I couldn't get up out these Nike's
Number five Tokyo don't even know the
Bitch, we like we ain't harvesting for tomorrow
We ain't no gangsters, but we mob up before we borrow
Gold bottles, flow getting me
braggodacio like Randy Macho Man out the toro
I'm a slim jim, designated to your lady
Now that Benz friend, I'm in that new Mercedes
Or whatever her name is, she just likes to get
And I bet she see the light, that's Benjamin Franklin

2:]
Look, is what you predicted? Look what you becoming
It's funny privacy limits even though I'm living with
How can you really do it? How can you really it?
women who never loved you is showing you so much of it
Real respect me, I ain't switch up my image
Real respect me, they can tell that I listen
And little is mad that I'm winning
They got opinions, but got no
Won't pop a pistol, pop up a
God bless 'em, my cigar fill with all my
Don't own a mirror, but made a million reflecting
Tell my respecters on Malcom X, I apply the
Lucaya from a line of row, no lying, go check it
And I do for the coaching
And I'm hoping I can and do it big as Oprah
Word, nigga shit, you might gone need some help
Hit the scene, guillotine, niggas head off