Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

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

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

1]
Put it down, in the neighborhood
Was catching cases, before I got to get paper good
Lil homie asked me 'On God do you know you came
I you deal with every bitch who wearing lace front
I don't like her, feel that way about of rappers
I talk about 'em
Most these niggas ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just loud
Godbody, got a problem, nigga go to war it
Hm problems understanding your logic, man
Man, for four hundred, I'll take honey and tour London
Get some more
Don't believe it When heard doubt me
Ain't no pun
Military in the mansion
no runnin' in it
A rebel when I fucked bitch
It ain't no in it
Since my first album I serious
Ain't no business
Bitch, no funny business
No weapon, against me shall
But it's to form
Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the
Ringing bells and blowing horns when my called
I'm just a made nigga in the wraith though

I wanna ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all when dead
Leave your daughter with the
Fuck a till the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it
[Verse 2: Yo
I'm a boy legend
form reppin
Not a stone in a watch, no on the necklace
say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be
Don't give a fuck about no nigga who like me
Know If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' me? No
She gon' fuck me? No, if a go broke
I bet a Wraith on the bowl
In the kitchen, super
Six ounce, four pints, a superstove
I always had a and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and some
If stars in the wraith, got the titles in the safe
Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Black Youngsta , back to back cause 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 broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
Leave daughter with the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was 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 great, give it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, baking soda
Stretch a quarter out a whole, and no
Shout to all my niggas, who they figures
Now rich and you just get it out the Blue
Now he in the Rolls Royce
Came out the bottom, now he making ain't no boy
Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole
Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny me
Niggas 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 ball in the wraith
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
Leave your daughter with the
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas
Before you were going, I was getting to it