Luyện nghe bài hát Pen Game

Yo
PA to BK

Mac
S.K.Y.Z.O.O
I love money, I money.
You a buck from me, you doug funny.
I said I love money, I money.
You a buck from me, better duck dummy.

Miller]
Im with my man Skyzoo, is the class of his high school.
Dround you in typhoons, hittin' you with too
Haters keeps they eyes glued, if you my dude,
We high like Einstein's IQ
And muther fuckas know where I'm comin from
Chewin' cats up, a little peice of bubble gum.
Tryin double sum's, hustle, wanna let my run.
I even battling dude, I'm having fun with it.
Jokes make him wrong in his own skin,
Sippin gin a bin that's makin' my dome spin.
And the type that'd try to take from your own kin.
Feel it close on your toes, hangin clothes pins.
I'm spittin blades, God damn it, my hurts.
I'm out feelin' with a bunch of tumors.
Yup, my baby, I ain't gonna, lose her.
So I with the radio, like Cuba Gooding Junior.

Who you think could bother me
In the of Alaska I bring the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen game
Who you could bother me lyrically?
In the middle of Alaska I the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen game

I'm one drink away from everything you to say
Like I think he on the rise of what the kings
And in the of an eye I'm on the kings page
But no album, this is all for the
In a different lane, no signs of rage, aint no body over here to rage quit, so no gains
No sleep, no retreat, no surrender, no from me,
I'm the pen of the
I mean what I speak, so if I you a sentence,
it bez what it bez, nothing hit on the agenda,
You it up to me, and you can divy up the team,
put pride in end and I'm dismember your limbers
The the city, the starting point guard, that can play up to the fall,
so the is all gone, no room on the bench,
and I got a no trade clause, so I'm here long no switchin

Who you think bother me lyrically?
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.
Who you could bother me lyrically?
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.

[Mac
Look, I rip mics to piece em or eat em raw
I was bustin freestyles I could read it all
MCs just call me the monster in their mind that them all the time
And they thought if they could they could make the situation a lil diffrent then the present
See, I this track, worried thought I got her pregnant,
I'm haulin ass, yall is whack, out the garbage trash,
Duckin from sharks n crabs, giving MCs heart attacks,
Its yo boy Mac, damn Im great, and you guessed, no love like a man aids,
I feel you dancin gays with some hand grenades, bombs, remove your hands and legs,
And I pray dear Lord please give me the strenghth not put these little stakes in their taint they faint,
Suffocating, now you you a broke MC, now aint nothing to do but smoke your weed like...

Who you think bother me lyrically?
In the middle of Alaska I the heat.
My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.
Who you think could bother me
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.

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Mac Miller The High Life Mixtape Mix Pen Game feat. feat featuring Skyzoo Produced by Millz Beats Lyrics in Description
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