Luyện nghe bài hát Stay

Peace to the Percenters,
engine inventors
Shout to them niggas, family men, bringin' home
Watch out for desperate lonely women, hurt ya home
Miserable and alone, kissable, to bone
She not the type of a throne
Her is her curse, she fuck for shoes and a purse
me a movie first, can watch you on my phone
I shop in
I some nights in Rome
Feel like a from England
what I named my son: Knight
He was to be one, that's how my game was won
White 740
licked by an angel's
I'm livin' dangerous son, she got a man, a one
Honey be pocket watchin', she got a lot of
Hard to make up her mind decidin' which baller to with
Hot to death, slim pickings, but I'm not
She got the sex, so I guess I'mma just...

ven though IExplain don't like you, next Friday can't wait to fight you
Locked up I knife you, don't fuck with you
Last month I even at you, you got locked
I felt bad, wait, do I got love for
I might you, but do I got love for you?
I want you dead under 6 feet of
At the same time, want you here to me while you in misery
We each other, but it's love, what a thug mystery
Years ago they ate the heart of a enemy
We enemies, but your could never enter me
seek fame cause they need validation
Some say is confused admiration
Spotlight on me, I look twenty
get money, lady killer pushin' a Bentley
Maybe could see too much of they failures through a nigga who realer
I don't you near bruh, but I need you to...