Luyện nghe bài hát RedEye To Paris

Cause y'all grew up watchin' Rambo and Commando and Cobra and Schwarzenegger, coincidently is now the governor of a state in America. So where does the social responsibility fall for Hollywood? that's why me I try tell us that art is a reflection of life. I wants the youth not to shoot and leave a song about it

1: Erick Arc Elliott]
How can I only handle my from this 9-5
I smoke that dope, I call that potent, smokin' till I'm
High as hell I'm blinded, Zombies been pilot
year my bro told me get mine
Oui oui, we in
MC, architecture the textures of beats
My complexion obsessive to infections when I call to
While mind is matured I got my green from my fans
So if you smokin' on Reggie, I smack that from your hands
My revival, ye nah take me cause man are stifle
No man, no war, no
Me day are in the ghetto, sense it pon' me stone
If I was a star, to God I'd be Fredro
all fashion, I smokes good I talks lavish
Led to fame, a French name, habits
Tappin' out to chicken wings from Bob
Whole Foods, I good, it's organic

[Verse 2: Zombie
In Paris, got hotties, no just ganji
Stone like a brick, meet you in the
Gettin' dome off the rip, colored tints
Whip like I whip, lay my shit down ya
Technical message and beheaded
Get used to
useful, they used to slaves
[?] man use great
The of mis-truth
Hidden in roots
I'm barely, just shoot
To the and cave in the roof
Big timer for the majors it's
with the ganja, salute
Represent for my mama, true
Gotta get it for low and the too
Flatbush in the news, cops killed
Niggas of the blue trust who
Money on my mind, what I've through
All alone in the with a issue
Sticking to the dry a tissue
for the world, gonna miss you
One wish, few and a pistol
Frank White [?] we you
Tip top, hip-hop official
Not hot, been told not
Big shot, big my [?]
Zombies wide, continental

[Hook: Arc Elliott] (x2)
Yo shawty on my wood
Ay it ain't no problem we smokin' on that good good
Light one for my niggas who represent the hood
You know we smokin' that fire, she light the
Dawg I fuck her good

[Verse 3: Darko]
Won't be known I'm on and niggas hand me the throne
Physically been many places but I'm own
If a nigga as me then he must be a clone
Yo is foamin at the mouth, I had to give her a bone
Niggas should be embarrassed I caught her red eyed in
Eyes red from the hash
Ah shit that classic, I'm nasty me it
Bitch and I smash it, me a tab of some acid
me the globe and I trot that bitch
Like you know the best is
You Bent I'm Harvey Dent
Put my in the flip, you ain't a pimp
Your reign shit, you put your faith in the bitch
Saint laurent denims, my shit came with the rips
My is sick, I spit more than a retard's kiss
I'm in your bitch, I raided my hips like I'm ravishing
I'm sick, ahh fell my vibe, catchin' my drip
I wore a rubber that night, so cannot be my kid
Do as I say and get out, my actions and live

4: Skepta]
I get love the north and the west
Love from the and the east
a zombie attack you bitches, we don't care about the police
I know you heard about the single, and you know about the album I'm about to release
That's why I'm in Paris taking with the girls outside on the streets
There will never be like me, rep my gang 'til I D.I.E
And I wanna get buried in a grave
Burn me and my ashes in the sea (amen)
Hennessey and in the cup
And got me the weed and the Rizlas
I'm gonna smoke my spliff it gets to the roach and it burns my fingers
Watch the rude boy now
Musical chairs a man sit down
Any size, rave or a big crowd
Somebody's gonna die like Chris Brown
me broke in the hood on the run from the police, up to no good
Driving with no license, two packs in the passenger seat, looking Suge
Fuck that, I've gotta get paid I swear, I'm be the hustler of the year
I've been killing it for lots of years, put money on my head, that's and shares
I put the work in, I go too hard, business man with no card
Take a good look right now, the time you see a rude boy like me spitting these bars
[Hook: Erick Arc (x2)