Luyện nghe bài hát Relaxation

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Its ya n-gga, deep thinker, big
late night, with ya wife in ya crib
you out of town, and you not around
turn ass over like a n-gga stepped out of bounds
crowd youngn
I got ammo and a lot of coming
up in the streets you not allowed, runnin
got the bitches ride around hummin
and the stay thumpin
and the haters pumpin
got the 808s
so the trunks stay
and the n-gga get high on occasion in
my mind too
damn thought weed to calm you down
but Im so high I can palm two
boy look, these n-ggas my lines like the Lords book
you n-ggas less rhymes hooks
more bucks but love
you hear them drums,
no Roots, Im so
I used to rock sidelines like a coat
had to look at all them loafers, yeah them shoes
now Im in the game but I wont to you dummy
remember n-ggas had short for my money
toast to the honeys, money and the
and bitch I dont sound like any other
with my on the trigger
I burn rappers Henny on the liver
grant death like a genie Ima killer
Lord giveth and he taketh an Indian giver
to keep jimmy in zipper
when you got them bad Vivians with ya
and weed, I got em on Pluto
I like Henny but the hoes Nuvo.

Check, time a n-gga roll,
old (?) and its sittin on (?)
hoes on me when I enter the
if a wanna trip, good grip on the chrome
out a clip from the fifth then Im gone
twist up a spliff, get a fifth of
hate a chick who just sh-t on the phone

baby Im tryna stick, give ya dicks to ya dome,
if I was you n-gga I would him
hot August nights Im out there in
stuntin til time, had that
now its big faces, fly
alias Shawn
shows, never call back
blowin Dro sippin cats
on the low had to back
wonder if its all raps
or its all

As I in the toe like Fe fi foe
with the heat like and the beat typo
better rewrite yo, get your rhyming
get plus 8 like Jon and Kate
I mean its time for the off
hit the corner like an 8
me not concentrate like
no for I had a get a day job
me on the mind you aint on the radar
never bring it but I never a fiend for her silly ways
so Im tryna get the til Im silly paid
couldnt put her on the team, every week another
thats fiend like Mays
grind gotta focus
gotta through the minds of the blind light the hopeless
never confined to the that Ive chosen
moment of the Times gotta quote this!