Luyện nghe bài hát Street Runner

1:]
The nerve of these niggas, they like they done already made it
make perfect, so perfect'll be my mama's maiden
These niggas and uneducated and constipated
What I lay statement should be the defecation
My denim made by respected Asians, I amazing
My shirt so crazy I get with some Sketchers Shape-Ups
Such a lie for I get up out these Nike's
Number five Tokyo don't even the price
Bitch, we balling like we ain't harvesting for
We ain't no gangsters, but we gone mob up we borrow
Gold bottles, flow getting me
With braggodacio like Randy Man out the toro
I'm a slim jim, it's designated to your
Now Benz friend, I'm sliding in that new Mercedes
Or whatever her name is, she just to get famous
And I bet she see the light, know that's Franklin

2:]
Look, is this what you predicted? what you becoming
It's funny privacy limits even I'm living with comfort
How can you really do it? How can you really it?
When women who never loved you is showing you so of it
Real respect me, I ain't switch up my image
Real women respect me, they can that I listen
And little is mad that I'm winning
got opinions, but got no bitches
Won't pop a pistol, pop up a
God bless 'em, my cigar fill all my stressing
Don't own a mirror, but made a million reflecting
Tell my on Malcom X, I apply the pressure
Lucaya closed from a of row, no lying, go check it
And I do for the coaching
And I'm hoping I can and do it big as Oprah
Word, nigga shit, you might gone need some help
Hit the scene, guillotine, head off theirselves