Luyện nghe bài hát Ronnie Coleman

1:]
When I'm
weed, sitting by the window in my home
Often thinking why the fuck is it I'm not in
If I had a little motivation, money, and a hot
I see it now Brons in the
No more out, binging on the late night
No more sneaking in the syringe to get the game tight
No more packing hot dogs on my neck by the fade right
40 pounds to go and you hookers getting laid right
I'm eating but I'm leaving off the croutons
Cause since... huskier than yukon
Savings on the cookies, mommy out the coupons
out from over-eating, sleeping on the futon
Lock the refrigerator, there's no me
Steak and chocolate got muthafuckin hold on me
trying to be laid in a box, roses on me
Bronsolino running 5 miles for the

Let's go, 20 to go baby boy
Yo you that... by the crotch right?
let's go (I want it)
Gimme some
Gimme some dips (I no more)
Let me get some jumping (Gimme a sandwich!)
Yeah you want that steak dinner you? (AAAAH)
Your gunna work that off now (I need Marshmallows!)
Yeah let's go
20 more miles, let's go you fat
(AH MARSHMALLOWS IT TO ME)
You you, fuck you!

2:]
From philly cheesesteaks, lobsters on the
I'm getting twisted eating chicken a prostitute
An later eat the burger with my drug dealer
Then add the to the fudge to make the fudge realer
Every five look in the fridges as if magic happened
Sneak a cookie, rip the bag, and fix the plastic
I want know one to know that I took it
Cause I'm a no good... ay yo fry the man
Life is a shmorgishborg to me and I'm a do it
I wanna wear Italian but it just don't cut it
Not the type that show the package with the crystal
The shit they model in Milan that's looking crispy
5 and 6 bitches, my dick twitches
Serve up a facial, the Belgium bitches dismiss em
For now I'll take what I can get till this switches
Whatever you stupid bitch
Yo here's to the of heaven
Here's to beef
Extended lunch time I eat enough for three
Go on a diet, then fall off because I'm kid
Since I was I'm eatin' candy on the sneak tip
My day is based upon fine drugs,
at my height and weight I'm probably still the best at ball
I'm tatted up, I have no to show the chest at all
I bet I have your humming on my testacles

Yeah,
Bout to be fuckin, time in the winter