Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral

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

[Verse 2:
I had a [?] she tryna eat me like some
split me like a swisher but we only smoking backwoods I'm
Balling [?], coloured hair 'cos a leader she
Mad 'cos I ain't kiss her now, she pop a xan and act but she listen
money first you, trippin' 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 [?] kitted my
Momma said go and get it 'cos niggas be all like really like
I don't get it, how come these niggas be your
a [?]

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

4: MyNamePhin]
I got a cougar with a Ruger, she even listen to my music
But it's some' about that ratchet, take her in the Gucci it
Her eyes bigger her closet and, my pride bigger than that I'm sorry 'cos
Niggas be coppin' gucci, and you thinking I'm to do it
Girl you what you talking, I got it [?]
You catch it like Randy Moss while I'm shroomy get losty huh