Luyện nghe bài hát Off Hiatus

Not they can stop me now
we're flying overhead
they heavy cant bring me down
boy I've been raised the dead dead dead

Kim cargo shells in wells fargo
laughing to go cash these withdrawals
my chick bad with class she been tho
name brand whore she than marlo
grey charcoal four pipe
dark low on like fuck haraldo
for I'm strapped with napalm
run in the biggest bank like this won't take
we don't want money we comin for straight bonds
so stay calm, no off spray will off
so bug off or get off
my chucks soft becaro plush loft
trucks porsche meeting Bugatto drug lords
discuss sauce, of powder need much more (early)
niggas act they sign deals
ran to the dealer for the same acura as
i got a lawyer thats like klienfield
go to carlitos way its a that you grind still
trappin back of my still
at a table as a make a bottle of wine spill
fresh off my hiatus, hi
reckless when i bust a rhyme or
only squares you ever bought was now and
once you buzzing, the comin, vibrators
American came through somehow
i swore id chase til i was
i heard the were paved with gold
thats my father said
corsie off some new shit, made it breakin two bricks
bosses take losses and just make excuses
every verse is exclusive, every word is abusive, pay a if you used it
get a bird, you can move it, thats what I'm bout
crib on a mountain I'm so far like a nigga
the g spot give 10% to the house nigga
get on your shit n'other spit, its a drought nigga
louboutin slippers, margiela smoke
niggas don't get money they got a broke habit
gotta toke habit, and low fabric
you had a its too late, no basket
the strip dry, need wet work, that caine second
it was the check first,
the she fussin, i be under the next skirt
network, flew me to mexico, the
left the presie, took the marina, around the corner can overlook the arena
known to up a diva, celine bag on my hena, jeremy her adidas, she living single regina
just remember who friends and associates,
before you out you better know who you rollin with
no need to hide out as long as handled
like he mike, that .45 you approach em wit
American dreams came through
i swore id til i was dead
i the streets were paved with gold
what my father said