Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin'

Through hard times, the negativity, the jealousy

Yo, Carolina Blue six, hottest on the block
to Willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada
Kick high school, got signed wrote them platti
Tito was the shit, got a platti wrist

say I'm stoosh 'cause I cover my bush
In that Gabbana, I'm a hot little mama
The one stunna, slim, skin copper
Like bra, I'd eat that gravy proper

Got a money fetish, see me where your bed is?
Playboy y'all got to give me five
Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots, C. Dior, Chloe,
Range Rover, shoes, first class, flatt class, Paris

Don't hate me I'm ballin'
Lord, me if I'm fallin'
I think I hear them me
Why keep on callin' me?

Don't hate me 'cause I'm
Lord, take me if I'm
I think I hear callin' me
Why the keep on me?

If I was to die, it be too many cowards
Fox Brown, minus the Clyde
And today I'mma make one promise to God
Even if I go wood, I'm ma keep it so

And I got chills when I signed my
And I shed when Biggie and Pac got killed
It's one other broad that really got skills
alright, but she's not real

Brown, I'm hot with no rehearsal
And I on tour like the circle line
a bitch that could emulate my classic delivery
I New York like the Statue of Liberty

Mentally, I'm in my own holding my spot
Fox, basically I'm the Pac
And it's like my life is a
Sometimes I feel like I'm Swedish

Y'all don't get it
And, yeah I'm ballin', the streets callin'
Lord, take my soul, I feel like I'm

Don't hate me 'cause I'm
Lord, take me if I'm
I think I hear them me
Why they keep on me?

hate me 'cause I'm ballin'
Lord, take me if I'm
I think I hear callin' me
Why the keep on me?

Before me there was many but so hot
They had no other choice but to run they
Rock 15, I was bound to ball
it's time to run my resume down to y'all

See, touch me, platinum, ain't no
500,000 sold, Ill Nana, 2.8
The firm, mil
Then Chyna Doll came, pretty much the same

And we rap about you see us do
Now we in demand like PS2
Lot of planes, lot of cars, a lot of
Lot of Gucci, lot of Louis, lot of Prada

Couple dollars and with that I my Range
and Red got a lot of ass off my name, man
Yeah, I'm balling the streets calling
Lord, take my soul, I feel like I'm

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