Luyện nghe bài hát Day One

(Verse)
500 grand, eat lobster
Hope the niggas got for sale
So much money, no
White body, and a tail
lips, V12
Kiss the king but don't and tell
So many rings, need a deal
T-Raw's, ain't all for sale
Just bought a swiss
stay the same at this amount
LK, show you what that's
Hard to check a when the checks that bounce
Fuck around, out of class
millions now, my teacher mad
She a job and I give her that
nigga with big stacks
Buy my style and ain't gave it
How you think you the raw rap?
How you think taught you the phantom
Gold plates, I'm that
Every day my birthday, nigga LA my
This ain't a but I'm first place
I fucked with you in the first place
We on a pace, nigga so long
I ain't the you could hold on
the wave or just float on
Get off my back, I'm tryna on
Always home when the on
When it's cold niggas be gone
Niggas be

(Hook 1) (x2)
I'm still the nigga, same bitches we know
No difference, been me day one
nigga since day one
Cuz I ain't day two
Talkin bout what I'm going
But who the aksed you?

(Bridge)
you, aksed you,
Aksed you, you,
Aksed you, you,
But who the fuck you?

(Hook 2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
Niggas talk, don't cross the line
I murder them every time
wanna talk, don't cross the line
I murder them motherfuckers every

(Verse)
It's a line between love and hate
A thin line between real and
Keep a nigga on shape, ass shake
She gon it clap, vibrate
Give me room, 50 feet, all in my
I'm the one you face and don't
See me layin on yo back, man eat this like it's Pac mane
Do it under one tape, what you
T-Raw to blame, to blame
Got a piggy bank, pretty model sittin next to me - accessory
be sassin me
How do you have the
a verse gotta bring cash to me
I be gassin me, you wanna on me?
Have yo head where yo should be
Laid out in yo living room, murder you then it on TV
no breaking me, breaking news that's me
Headline, we can go up
Like Greenbay Packer, hell lit, yea
He a crazy ape man, I'm up to ten
Fuck with me, and repent
Mill to the
from the block, little hardknock
Lock it up, me in a cell block, I can make it
You ain't made shit, you (stop complainin)

(Hook 2) (x2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
wanna talk, don't cross the line
I murder them motherfuckers every
wanna talk, don't cross the line
I murder motherfuckers every time