Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. to paradise
Paper planes, flights
Welcome to the

Destinies off the filling from the pillow talking
How you my highs, I hope you built the coffin
I got virgin lungs please excuse the
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me George from
is never given so I confiscate it
Get acquainted mine I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm taking twice
Had to the life
This ain't for ordinary people, compare me to rappers
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, is gassed up
Tell them to it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, hating niggers don't get no pussy
So more for me, she invited me in her mouth
You know it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she please don't talk to me
All my niggers is winning, shout out to Charlie
I spit bars the a money machine
A money machine, of course I'm to be the king that was part of my dream
And wale me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't love y'all
Loud B.O.T. y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
We aint heard of that, and we aint hear of

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas see their C's til they see the judges
side of town, baby mama blues,
When drama ensues Ndomakong Suh
Old ass defensive as boys,
Why you knock that up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my is monumental

I'm here forever, these other niggers scribble in
Got colors, only look when they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage flyin straight to the
And you don't understand my slang my is lovely
So they quote me and me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I it like Reggie Roby or something
Shady bitches'll feel me, Smokers disgust me
Make the least of you haters, the most of your money
Have that consistent long as your motor's running

I used to heat up mama house by ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and that it's coming
That's real shit, bigger than rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff take a sip of my
Thinking back of when the city weren't of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, weren't giving a f-ck
Now everywhere I go they be it up
I seen it all from Barry Farms to Sursum
They had that rocking like a Park that's word to Shinoda
Shout out to captain and free my n-gga Ricky
We pray for polo, we miss you little Penny
We skip college, chase and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but mad semi's
bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

This they love you then they hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask
They you then they hate you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fenty, hating ass n-gga, sweeter than
Who got the n-gga ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont it deuce nigga
work, work, work, work, work.