Luyện nghe bài hát Half - Time

[Verse 1: Twelvyy]
This some intimate thoughts In a
cris' through a straw
You war trying get through her sure
I was bored, tried to get me a
Not a or a whore
I'm talking rank, trying to settle the
Diamond to dog, like the kind in the air
Peace to my earth, I swear that she the mom of the
Peace on my turf, ducking all the monitors
Beating the dirt, success is kilometers near
Stuck at my worst, karma talking dead in my
I'm writing verse, same time I met with my fears
but way way ahead of my years
I been gone Daquan seen him dead at the stairs
Stay strapped
lack though
Watch back though
to Fat Joe, we let them ninety-nine clap more
This the city called the apple
Now you know if you didn't know, nigga pop a Snapple

2: Meechy Darko]
Sitting in the like
While the room is like the bitch in exorcist head is
My is always on lettuce
Paper
Shrooms
the road is infinite
No chain, no
No Range, no
My rhymes be on lives of rappers you into
It ain't I use a number 2 pencil
Better pay homage if ever we you bump
Shotty hit you, momma grab the tissue
Extra make a nigga want a issue
Saint leather i'm like Fonz with a pistol (ayy)
In broad day I'll any issue
And any damsel in distress if she into
Dead niggas, and I ain't about the presidents
Or the residents
Never see the again, All 4 quarters
It's onslaught slaughter
All aboard bitch cause all water

[Verse 3: Arc Elliott]
The and the maestro
Pen and now i'm twisted off nice dro
Thoughts gifted i'm not existing ho
I hit her slide shawty like the iPhone
So I shine regal for the people and
One for my girl, 2 kiss for my momma
Parted from my pain dissipate
This is on minimum wage
Until i'm dug up out the grave;
her ass on the glass off the bombay
I get around, 2Pac, just the song say
frame of thought fuck your loss this is Fonzay
The columbine of the
I'm blowing up for the common
I told you pigs I ain't fond of
I got my own shit, while you ride in huh?
And we causing and you not a soldier
Need a you can cry upon

[Outro: Darko]
(X2)
Run from the ops, duck and maintain
Timbs butterscotch, at all aims
I ain't never flop my hall of fame
Drunk and swerve lanes
we get (High)
Learn the block we plot to get paid
YSL
J's is all
Never flop my name hall of fame
drive and swerve lane
we get (High)