Luyện nghe bài hát Two Step

I always life could be super short
Ever they busted out the super sport
Brevity, levity, bitter I could be
Young for a nigga in the late seventies
Heavenly, my wife cause she me in spite
Of all the crazy shit I be saying we fight
a kite to my nigga locked up, now Reece home
Making music for the kids, bitch we
Put your down, look me in the eye
Or you can talk that to another guy
I swear to God I kick you in the button fly
And jump up and down on your skull you fucking die
probably want to dance so ignore me
That club ain't ever been for me
You basic bitches just me
If I got to buy you a drink you afford me

Gun shots on a day
No ski masks, the hood way
Little kids wishing that they could
for a hook or something Jay-Z would say

I got two shots in my twenty-two two step
Two left in my twenty-two two step

in my tennis shoe
Hood nigga a burner to the interview
catch a beef on the bus home
Tell them gang-bang bullies get the fuck
In my zone with a brand new
Walked right past my ex, didn't say
Then I my mind like, "Ay bitch!"
"Tell new boyfriend he can't fake this!"
my last check on some new kicks
The rest at the movies on my new
I got fired on bullshit
Snitch, fuck-boy that I never should've with
And I ever wrote a résumé
But I had my make me one yesterday
I need more hours and better pay
Back I was hustling that was something I would never say

Gun shots on a day
No ski masks, the hood way
kids wishing that they could play
Looking for a hook or Jay-Z would say

I got two shots left in my twenty-two two
Two shots left in my two step

Ten toes nineteen seventy-nine
Southern California dummy repping heavy mine
These motherfucking actors are not to a
Hilary is a cold black bastard
No master, no father, I me crazy
A nigga it up, when I had a couple babies
maybe, just maybe, you can oh thank me
Fresh out the county crazy
No, eight months turnt, don't pay me
I used to be a mess my
Only could kill me was stress my nigga
Had to give that shit a my nigga
I just did a couple years, none my nigga
I do another stretch my nigga
So it's either shut it down, or death my nigga

Gun on a good day
No ski masks, that's the way
Little kids wishing that they could
Looking for a hook or Jay-Z would say

I got two left in my twenty-two two step
Two shots in my twenty-two two step