Luyện nghe bài hát Side A

In the kitchen, open for the heat
Got my young, light ho rollin' up the tree
Wearin' jackets in the house, it's the way
Boiling water on the stove, Ramen for dinner
Dope fiends out the halfway and they still sniffin'
Homie mommy's 50, and still tricking'
Still shit with this Lucy I'm ass lickin'
See my breath when I talk, but nigga, I ain't
Landlord is, the tryna put us out
all the samples, can't afford to give 'em out
Just copped a half track, see my nigga get it
Standin' on the baseline, Scottie Pippen
Needles in they arms to keep the lights on
Shit, fuck around, be on hardcore
get this shit off, the winter, we snuck in
Won't live for anything, but might die for

They that old Danny Brown
To bag up and sell a whole
Might have to go and get my back
Matter of fact, go and bring them AKs

They want that old Brown
To bag up and sell a pound
Might have to go and get my braids
Matter of fact, go and them AKs back

In the Cutty same color as steak
the work, but was just a .8 off
Vet in the game, first in the playoffs
Meet me at the Coney, gotta get this off
Balmains fittin' like a nigga swimmin' in 'em
I'm waxed and I'm shinin', floor
want it hardcore, squirt it on her jaw
Lookin' at the whore "what you came here for?"
nigga, heat on him, no stash box
Turn a bandana to a rag top
Old head, fiend, cookin' up the yay
Young boys'll shoot your face for Cartiers
Came a way takin' $3 for a nick'
Cop an 8 ball, stack for the zip
Now I'm in the rap game, worth a brick
Fiends up for a hit of this shit
(And I reps that shit, now and forever)
(And I reps that shit, now and forever)

want that old Danny Brown
To bag up and sell a whole
Might have to go and get my back
Matter of fact, go and bring them AKs

They that old Danny Brown
To bag up and a whole pound
Might have to go and get my braids
of fact, go and bring them AKs back