Luyện nghe bài hát Poe Man Dreams

Smoke good, eat good, good
Smoke good, eat good, live
Smoke good, eat good, live
Smoke good, eat good, good

[Verse 1 - Lamar]
I to want to see the penitentiary
Way elementary
Thought it was to look the judge
In the face when he me
Since my was institutionalized
My intuition has said I was suited for family
My is stressing, my daddy tired
I need me a weapon, these niggas
Every minute, hour and second. tried
To save me. How I'm listen
When I don't even God?
or Hell, Base it all on my instincts
My hands dirty, you worried bout mud in sink
You like to mistake a street for real nigga
The nigga that killed with ya, squealed with ya
I deal ya like my son
at the sun and you'll be lookin
In my homie. Stand for something
Or for anything, and you working
With two feet at the skating rink
But anyway, this for my
Uncles, 23 hours me pictures
I want you to know that I'm so
To blow, that you hear the
I wrote, it get you off Death Row
You came home to a pocket full of
A Metro PC phone, then you back in
So when I the pen, the Pen is in
My view. I'mma get it right, so you:

[Bridge -
And I do this for the
Got some Hennessey and my
with me
F-ck the police, gonna have
To and get me
If it good to you
if you hear me

2]
You like to mistake a nigga for a real nigga
That same that kill with ya, will squeal with ya
I'd like to start it out the bottom and build with ya
Be on my dollar and split the bill with ya
I'm 23 morals and plans of living cordial
Not rich, but
There's nothing you can me
My killings are not
The city got my back before that, I them my torso
You think it, and don't call me lyrical
Cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil and
I know some rappers using big
To make their similes
My simplest shit be more
I penetrate the of good kids and criminals
Worry some individuals that live life
So you bare witness while I bare feet
So you can in my shoes and get to know me
But anyway, for my pops
On his lunch break, in the parking lot
On Be Heard,' probably thought he worked my nerves
But really he was stressing me, what I deserved
Somebody my name on the radio
He ain't know I was for
The world minute
So the next time he up
And drop grams in it, probably be
Out of work, back, while he