Luyện nghe bài hát Relax

Shit.

Come let me you, man,
Relax, relax. (J. Holiday: From to DC, baby.)

J.
It's down.
here now, J. Holiday.
That's the I come home, baby.

Relax, relax,
(J. Let's go, whoo!)

How you be lonely,
They don't know me,
Comfortable as like my hustle got us cozy,

Bottles rosy,
Bags to go G,
Poppin' tags while we like Adobee,

as Obama,
All the was the old me,

These could talk,
They would say how they know me,

on the road,
No could ever hold me,

Success is a drug,
And I like I'm 'bout to OD,

Nah, you run around,
Actin' you own me,

til I get home,
Then you put it on me,

at how we ballin', bitch,
One or two of colby,

Look at how callin',
Voice matters what owe me,

But they just some rookies and you know you were OG,
After o'clock you know exactly where I'm be,

You know how the be,
hoppin' on the sack,
But guess who's to give you the business.

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
I know you gon' go down home, and let me get mine,
One more to come home,
Off the streets,
Girl when I home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

I got to be in the twelve,
Got the as well,

Grindin' it ain't illegal,
And I ain't a jail,

On the for the paper,
I'm on the tip of the tail,

I'm the to your Bonnie,
And we leavin' a share,

My fat ex-girlfriend, was to see me get mailed,
The UPS in the downs, and you still to appear.

You ain't a sweat, put your feet in the air,
And while I presidential, I'll let you be my Michelle,

In this life all these of troubles, I know it's to fail,
But it's us against the world, me and you like "oh yeah",

It'll a lot of hustlin', it's easy to tell,
I am always on the hustle, never seein' a chair,

See in my stare, I ain't to scare,
Put a with a queen, and they can see we a pair,

as I get a full house, it'll be easy to share,
All of the royalties and riches, just for it player.

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
Plus I you gon' go down home, and let me get mine,
One reason to come home,
Off the streets,
when I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

We the life, and this is payback,
For the that you used to say that,

Maibach, something that your sights was aimed at,
Made that, money stacked up to pay that,
May stacks, but you told me I should saved that,

Ain't that somethin', we to get stacks,
As soon as we get stacks, harder ta (J. Holiday: relax, relax),

So let your seat back, and repeat track,
in the sun up, 'n we chill 'til we see the black c'mon,

In the 'n I'm hustlin' daily (J. Holiday: daily),
You don't need to be stressin' that, (J. Holiday: baby),

I get home 'n I you'll be waitin', yeah (J. Holiday: yeah yeah),
You mad at the money I'm chasin',

And you know that ma crazy,
But you always be ma first lady, yeah (J. Holiday: Woo!).

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
Plus I know you go down home, and let me get mine,
One more reason to home,
Off the streets,
Girl when I home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

Come let me you, man,

In the streets 'n I'm daily,
But you always gon' be ma lady, yeah

(J. Holiday: Yoa got a in the building.).
Oh yeah,
(J. Holiday: Chamillionaire, up, baby?)
it away, Jay.

J.
Yeah,
relax,
No, no no no no,
Go!