Luyện nghe bài hát The Race

The turning, the weed burning
Them haters talking, I earning
some who say that life's a bitch, well, I'ma keep flirting
And fuck that bitch for the money and V purchases

Old folks jock my car 'cause they know what this is
Niggas flexing hard with no bars, they got weak
Keep verses, Kombat
Look at my ring, if I ain't balling bitch, then you call that?

Nothing but net and back 'cause I left
I did everything nigga, better yet
Rolling for the niggas that's around us
Something a contractor building from the ground up

Now twist up this weed
that you in the presence of a G
Don't up my paper, meaning my cheese
Or the ones I use to up my trees
Fuck it, you know I mean

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my up loud
do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your face but then on the low
Now I just stunt on my own, now I stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the winners place, no on the brakes
One of the best, homie what they call me
It's at the top, ain't no company so
Now I just stunt on my own, now I stunt on my own

See me I'm alone, wishing they could fuck with me
My ex calling my phone, wishing she could with me
But I'm just dog, doing a buck fifty
Stunting Jet Li, boat houses and jet skis

Thirty on the flight, ice the Gretsky's
My dime piece only the best trees
Treat 'em like I need 'em boy, you best believe
You in her face, I let her

debated on, to waited on
From on to the nigga they put cake up on
we are young movie stars
'Cause we are young movie

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my music up
do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me
Some smile up in face but then hate on the low
Now I just on my own, now I just stunt on my own

I'm in a race and the winners place, no foot on the brakes
One of the best, homie what they call me
It's lonely at the top, no company so
Now I just stunt on my own, now I stunt on my own

Oh, oh, now I stunt on my own
Bitches ain't say to me but now they won't leave me alone
to walk the other way but now they all come to my home
And they my phone 'cause my paper was long

Running up and they singing my
Get hired up if want then I bring them along
We flying up, no, you won't a ticket at all
Need a ticket at all, tell a bitch ball

And I'ma buy a new crib for my and all
'Cause I remember days we'd sit and it all
Nigga, I'd leave or pictured I'd fall
Counting reasons why they hate, your think I'm a star

we are young, gifted
Not to mention out here making muthafucking
Yeah, I said it, millions
Got my up, I'm in the building

I'm riding 'round, smoking, my music up
do my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me
Some smile up in your face but hate on the low
Now I just stunt on my own, now I stunt on my own

I'm in a race and taking the place, no foot on the brakes
One of the best, homie what they call me
It's lonely at the top, no company so
Now I just stunt on my own, now I just on my own