Luyện nghe bài hát Wraith

Hey man
I got a short list of shit I like to do
Ya dig
Get (Yeah)
, Kick shit (I Just ball, yeah)
I just wanna ball,
the list, nigga, that's it

I just ball in the wraith
your broad in the way
And I wanna, take my shot
Praise God, leave it all you're dead
Leave your daughter the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were going, I was getting to it

1]
Put it down, in the neighborhood
Was catching cases, before I got to get paper good
Lil asked me 'On God do you know you came up?'
I you deal with every bitch who wearing lace front
I don't her, feel that way about alot of rappers
I don't about 'em
Most these ain't gon' bust a grape, and, they just talking loud
Godbody, got a problem, go to war about it
Hm Having problems understanding logic, man
Man, for four hundred, I'll take your honey and tour
Get some more
Don't believe it When your heard me
Ain't no pun
Military in the mansion
Ain't no in it
A rebel when I fucked that
It no coming in it
my first album I been serious
Ain't no business
Bitch, no funny business
No weapon, against me shall
But welcome to form
Knew the day I was born I'd perform in the Forum
Ringing bells and blowing horns when my named
I'm just a self made nigga in the though

I wanna ball in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
God, leave it all when you're dead
Leave daughter with the papers
a hater till the day I die
Fuck what bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
you were getting going, I was getting to it
[Verse 2: Yo
I'm a dope boy
Street form
Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the
say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be
Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't me
Know If I go to today, that bitch gon' write me? No
She gon' me? No, if a nigga go broke
I bet a Wraith on the bowl
In the kitchen, cold
Six ounce, four pints, that's a
I always had a and a hit
Boy, I bet I had a mac and some
If it's in the wraith, got the titles in the safe
Got the lawyers on deck, got the for the case
Truck, truck,
Guns, guns,
Me and Youngsta , back to back cause that's my fam-o
He a man, kill him
For his shit, she a check for the

That's that out the North

I just wanna in the wraith
With broad in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, it all when you're dead
your daughter with the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing
Before you were getting going, I was to it
3]
Presidential
In the slum with the
Running up a bag, do it for 'em to pass out
Dab in my bag, it to her, wear her ass at?
Dick great, give it to her till she pass out
This the real caine, add B12, pour soda
a quarter out a whole, and no details
Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized figures
Now they rich and you get it out the Blue
Now he in the Rolls Royce
Came out the bottom, now he more ain't no boy
been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing
Trappin', flippin' work till come up on a whole one
Hu ok, K-I-N-G, deny me
Niggas rhymin 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga
Yeah, See it on my face,
I'm just a real riding ridin under Wraith stars

I just wanna ball in the
With your in the way
And I wanna, I'ma take my
Praise God, it all when you're dead
Leave daughter with the papers
Fuck a hater the day I die
Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas
Before you getting going, I was getting to it