Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral

[Verse 1:
Actually you was cool, for a
I thought that we was cool for a minute, we went to school for a
Yeah she [?] I hit it, I admit it
I'm that feeling, when yo head up in the ceiling
Rub yo when I hit it
Ye these 'ould make you lift up
I'm in stomach like a sit-up
Ice diamonds yeah, it just got my wrist up
5k Raf on your pants, with yo big

2: MyNamePhin]
I had a [?] she tryna eat me some feast
Wanna split me like a but we only smoking backwoods I'm
Balling like [?], hair 'cos a leader she
Mad 'cos I ain't wanna her now, she pop a xan and act but she listen
This money first you, it so different on Twitter pitching the verse if you
Got a bag then come get it just for nothing you suck 'cos you
Swallowed and should of spit it and [?] chrome my
Momma said go and get it 'cos be all frilly like really like
I don't get it, how come niggas be bluffing your
a [?]

[Verse 3:
TPC
I love the private
If I let you borrow the flow you bring it back though
I'm tryna ball like Kobe, yeah the afro
I get that chicken then jog, run through the back
Japan smoking eight, yeah uh purple
I know you lost this side, she troll the high
Posting shit, flexing, but she just need a ride
And we just hit, Neiman I just got the slides
Margiela ribs, you busting out your thighs
screen, yeah I need that shit real wide
Next house, I need the pool the fucking slide
And I ain't letting slide
TPC

4: MyNamePhin]
I got a with a Ruger, she don't even listen to my music
But it's some' about that ratchet, take her in the snatch it
Her eyes bigger than her closet and, my pride bigger than that I'm 'cos
Niggas be coppin' gucci, and you I'm next to do it
you foolish what you talking, I got it [?]
You catch it like Randy Moss while I'm shroomy get losty huh