Luyện nghe bài hát The Wake

It really was all Drama's fault, I been had the mixtape
He's like, yeah, that's cool but I'm 'bout to go to the
Bahamas? Nigga, we got to do
We gotta killin' the fuckin' competition
We can start the funeral

First off I send my condolences
First off I wanna my condolences
off I wanna send my condolences
Rest in peace to the competition,

Rest in peace to the
up, Drama? Y'all know what this is right?

Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da, da, da

I am logged on to fuck dot com
And I am everything these niggas, not Drama
I am on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything fuck niggas, not Drama

Must be some confusion, you are not me
I am an illusion, really you cannot see
So me like a paparazzi, H dot N dot I dot C
We don't play when we roll, no
And I you niggas, no Nazi

But this the holocaust, rap genocide,
Ike Turner take bitch slaps in the ride
My tellin' me, kill the competition boo
And I be tellin' her Is No Competition 2, nice

Is No Competition 2
It's good to up look in the mirror
And the only you

And even nigga ain't seein' me
My reflection have a hard bein' me
So they tryna do me shit, it's time to it
I'm ya don't do even if Simon said it

I 'em with the shine, yeah, these black diamond's credit
And my watch is but I have no time for medics
Black ice in the Ottomar, is custom order bra
First I call the jeweler up, I call the coroner

My car is foreigner, my bitch is from
I killed the pussy last night so now her man is her

Good mornin', sir, I goodnight,
Y'all on row, I Suge Knight, niggas
to depart, I book flights, nigga
Wassup What it look like, nigga?

Black dress, suits, black shades, black boots
Black truck, coupe, guns blow, black flutes
card, black jewels, black party bag
Black Friday, it in a body bag

Black Barbie, that's what I call my black
African plug, that's what I a black chord
Get ya sharps, get ya flats, that's the black
Gettin' slick'll get ya holes in ya black

Black limos, black town cars, black
Black register books in black cursive
Black tears, white tissues outta black
That's procedure I'm sendin' back verses

The wake, it's the right here
before the funeral, nigga
They call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a Young
I'm these niggas

And I'm the undertaker,
the body in the bag
All these niggas is
You look around, all dead

This be fun, it's tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice