Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise

Mac

Yeah I got these motherfucking in this biatch
So you know it's all about that world war 3
You feel me haha
My sam
My nigga
Shout out to my bi-geezy you off in this bitch
it

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to
I keep the real motherfuckers

My future, my focus,
slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

1 (sam) :

Intentions to leave a coarse, is extinct
Niggas murder and lust the course we own is
The pack we don't want it lead to
Like life and why we here and some gone
I'm mystified conspicuous eyes my glory
Camaflouge and we hiding side of the hallways
The narrow road has followed the battle hole of hollows I
To keep the real to have tommorow
Murderer real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To often have life and death we to never see
The destiny of what's real is my fate to not
Confusion unfolding that the migrates, my lord
Tech to my face, is forbiddin
Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for
Keep the real alive, the get famous with death
Keep the real seen, bitch niggas are laid to

(popeye)
My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder
And if I got to be real and a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal slash pistol toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the motherfuckers alive

2: (popeye) :

Faster between the I held on
Promoted through pistols and elsewhere
and helped to hold on for killer that said a self-prayer
To away beside the lord, siners repent so we divide the sword
the tents I mean be riding cars
Standing off the roof of a killer, to murder life
than any president living that carry shade ice
That live amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day they you
And the heat when they come crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, it will shut down
Niggas that a piece of my heart they never let down
Was yet to before the lord,
I thought my supposed to show the card,
niggas camaflouge to blow the gaurd
Making me a part of the wind, suspend will now
operated in time to end when I fail
Beside the walls of shit, I run the streets and chose to stan and spit
the gate the hater grabbin' pit

(popeye)

My future, my focus,
Criminal pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a clip my hip to survive
I the real motherfuckers alive

My future, my focus,
Criminal pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if I got to be real and sank a below my hip to survive
I the real motherfuckers alive

3 (mac) :
Now it
Now on my proverbs, I bless you, you bless the next niggas
Its for the niggas believe me
They say money is the root of all
I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong ya feel that
If murder is the medicine for fools who refuse to by the rules
You lose your then you lose your shoes
To every nigga in the struggle with big
We was born the hustle in my genes, I know it seams like we forbiddin
in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating popeye chicken and biscuits
With alittle for my lil belly,
I just can't fill cause moma belly make the bills
And I know shit's real, when we go to just to eat meals
And for dinner we got nigga, it's deep nigga
With that you got that whole against ya
Bitch ass nigga you forgoten God sent ya