Luyện nghe bài hát Side A (Old)

In the kitchen, oven open for the
Got my young, skinned ho rollin' up the tree
Wearin' jackets in the house, the Michigan way
Boiling on the stove, Ramen noodles for dinner
fiends out the halfway house and they still sniffin'
Homie mommy's 50, smokin' and still
talkin' shit with this Lucy I'm ass lickin'
See my breath I talk, but nigga, I ain't trippin'
is, the nigga tryna put us out
Sellin' all the samples, afford to give 'em out
copped a half track, see my nigga tryna get it
Standin' on the baseline, Pippen pivot
Needles in they just to keep the lights on
Shit, around, be on hardcore pawn
Tryna get this shit off, the winter, we in
Won't for anything, but might die for nothin'

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

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

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

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

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