Luyện nghe bài hát Young Jesus

Okay, now take a trip inside my like you was off to Venice
It's me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like
Take back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace
Causing mayhem on the up like a young apprentice
Smoking weed and getting higher then a flight
descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
Got to it out for everyone that's in attendance
Okay, back in the day as a park tenant
Still can't believe I get a shorty pregnant
Man, that's the of a life sentence
A lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce
'Cause I couldn't it in my briefs, man that's pathetic
Fuck all that back and forth, ain't a game of tennis
I'll be in my chamber like the senate
Scared to go but I know I can't prevent it
I'm, forever alone in my
See I'm a self diagnosed
Either at the crib, or on the bus is where you'll find me at
Yeah, I that I'm livin' like I got it okay, yeah
But I swear that I'm not that neurotic here, yeah

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Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat Jesus
Flow
Stackin' money and playing the field man Regis
Better us or leave us
Grabbin' bitches' cleavage like, oo-ah
I went from surveying to Super slayin' the man
Bitches want an autograph, I sign them titties in
Like
It's me and cooking like chemists
It's me and
Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a
Sippin' on a martini, takin' my at bitches like eenie meenie
I'm unscannable, young
Eat wack MCs Hannibal
Joe Pesci's my spirit animal

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Okay the delicious, bounty huntin' like Sid Vicious
The Spiegle, interstellar with my retrieval
Furthest from evil, I throw this shit like medieval
I spit at it like a Baretta, you I get better by givin' the people
Not a given, check the method, that's how we livin'
Always been driven, out of sight and yet never
The of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye
Ho I said I leave 'em dead, I I do
This is,

Overdue, pass me the fifth and I'm comin'
The on the way to Rio
Aye dios mio, for a Latin Leo
To a brother down like the white man
Fuck that,

Ayo enough's enough, man of my word, I never
Even in a pair of cuffs know we always it real
Like goddamn, don't even like I ain't the man
I'm just 301 reppin', I step in Maryland
I gotta conceal it a murder weapon
I in the glove, Ratt Pack you know it's all love
We the realest so fuck you if you ain't this
Throw a in your crib and tell them bitches to bill us
We the
fuck a critic, shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick
Yes I did it, while they bit it, you we got it
Smack you with the palm, save the for your mom
the alarm, you know we got it goin' on