Luyện nghe bài hát Winter Wars

[Intro: & Nas (sample)]
Yes, shit is raw, comin' at your door
and yellow, [?] Alizé, young Folarin
(Su-Summers off)

1: Wale]
Yeah, I want the smoke with of these niggas
I'm way doper than niggas, I make a ghost of these
Nah, I the smoke with like all of these niggas
My slime you is Nickelodeon [?]
I'm bicoastal, bipolar, I buy a lot
My bi bitches my best friends, we fucking through a lot
I'm ducking your crew never, I'm checking your tour
My niggas'll bust your bus up it's morgue now
Some niggas was court seats, now is courtside
Same take your heard off like they was Lee Corso
Mm, damn, the watermelon
I'm unconventional 'cause I'm shy, but loud speaking
Yeah, and I'm from a city
Ironic, cake walk while niggas would pie flip at the
tell me to chill, broads with me to fuck
You can call me whatever, just put that in front
Proud, black and I'm rich, and I'm strapped, up
Don't a hater a hater, I say it's cowardly love
In and out of the and I'm out with these hoes
In-N-Out the burger, I'm sure to hit Bossa Nova
'Bout to at Katana, Mr. Hefner, but darker
All my women are sexy and too for you
I miss 'em, I'm horny, fly in and dive in her middle
Bite on her kitten, it's purring, her weak and important
Leak up the sheet, she oversleep 'cause of me in the morning
If she get to geekin', I [?]
And she meet up too much, I tell her I'm vegan, hol' up
And I want my guys in the Forbes and I want my females in
And I know my day ones will put it down if my haters up
Oh, see, that mean I'm crazy, Kali, what's up?
O.T., be my gang title [?]
Mm, bucka-bucka,

Nas (sample)]
Take off
I- I take off
I
I take summers off I love winter beef

I summers off 'cause I
I take- I
I summers off 'cause I love winter beef

[Verse 2: & Nas (sample)]
Okay, Wale, niggas home, we gon' party
Northeast, shout out to my Pat and Biggie
Proceed, I been going hard
They taught I'd fighting, it's Conor and Khabib, I got it
Any flow, they done started getting
They done started talking trip, I'm drowning in Phoams
I just left that complex, should've put on
right in that riot like we got it, nigga, there it go
2019 approaching, I'm 'bout to get flexing
Meek, Folarin and Zion, RJ, Krzyzewski
it out and we want the smoke like a hookah house
I bet them dudes mount they coup de grace on the Moon bouncin'
Do as I say, not as I do, is my
advice for you niggas bitin'
On my side sub 45 and
On my hate 45 and whoever ride with him
I am famous and anxiety my damn mind every minute
I chill out and it by getting high, my nigga
No, don't try a nigga 'cause I 'bout to forgive 'em
You push buttons, eventually flowers, I meant it
A real dawg on me, I still ball
I'm feeling Josh Hart, I'm feeling like [?]
Silly me fed the for a second
I know sick, now it's [?], yo Ebro, wanna check it?
(Take off) Boy, I dropped three EPs
The fiends came scratching, oh y'all niggas need me ay
(I take) Shots from niggas that [?] for
From writers that need jobs, when I react, get 'em
A bag, they get 'em a lil' check
I get in my lil' feelings and just wanna smack
A nigga and retract, retract
I'm like nah, you it, I walk away relaxed
They think it's but they finished, it's winter
(Take) Nigga, no [?]

I take summers off I
I take- I
I take summers off 'cause I love beef
Woo!