Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

God damn, how is this?
I know the whole gonna be feeling this
East coast nigga, but how is this?
Still don't give a shit, my ignorance is a bliss

God damn, how is this?
I the whole world gonna be feeling this
East coast nigga, but how is this?
Still don't give a shit, my is still a bliss

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Stone love
gold slugs
I afford it
I imported cold drugs

cold, rolling stone, I'm a stoned nigga
Write it on my tombstone, I was stoned

Don't me as a wannabe New Orleans nigga
Slash sipping, Tennessee nigga, Nah
by Houston, hear it in my music
A trill nigga to the
Show you how to do

My all gold grills give her chills
Said she's got a coke feel I'm so trill
Two dope boy scales, but I sold
No L, put her on her feet, toe

Them vampires, them blood suckers, them thirsty
We it bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy Miller
For real, we chilly chill, don't sport Chinchilla
No bounty hunters, I'm bout to killa, I'm bout my

Give me the title, then me the cash
Fold it bag it then move to the trash
my stash
Stealing my
Niggas is wickity wickity
Like Kriss
Her lip gloss, get slipped off
My bitch, boss,

We smoking then thinking then burning that
Puff it and
it last
Walk in my
And cross in my

Game was for
them crash
Took in a
And they back

Fuck the money, the fame, this is real life
The insights of my trill