Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

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

I wanna ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
God, leave it all when you're dead
Leave your daughter with the
Fuck a till the day I die
what them bitches 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, before I got to get some good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you you came up?'
I said you deal with every bitch who lace front
I don't like her, that way about alot of rappers
I talk about 'em
Most these ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just talking loud
Godbody, got a problem, nigga go to war it
Hm Having problems your logic, man
Man, for hundred, I'll take your honey and tour London
Get more money
Don't believe it When your doubt me
Ain't no pun
Military guns in the
Ain't no in it
A when I fucked that bitch
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 welcome to form
Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the
Ringing bells and horns when my named called
I'm just a self made nigga in the though

I just wanna ball in the
With your in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
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
2: Yo Gotti]
I'm a boy legend
Street form
Not a in a watch, no charm on the necklace
They say I'm reckless, yeah, I be
give a fuck about no nigga who don't like me
Know If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' me? No
She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke
I bet a Wraith on the super
In the kitchen, super
Six ounce, four pints, a superstove
I had a plaque and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and bricks
If stars in the wraith, got the titles in the safe
Got the on deck, got the money for the case
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black , back to back cause that's my fam-o
He a man, kill him
For his shit, she want a for the

That's that out the shit

I just wanna ball in the
With broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
God, leave it all when you're dead
Leave daughter with the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
you were getting going, I was getting to it
3]
Presidential
In the with the hairnet
Running up a bag, do it for 'em just to out
Dab in my bag, it to her, wear her ass at?
game great, give it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, pour soda
a quarter out a whole, and no details
Shout to all my niggas, who they figures
Now they and you just get it out the Blue
Now he ridin' in the Royce
out the bottom, now he making more ain't no boy
Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never nothing
Trappin', work till they 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 real nigga ridin under Wraith stars

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