Luyện nghe bài hát World Series

Who the wanna wit um
We ball like Indians at the World Series 8th
I'm gone I'm rolling with Nicole
I hit the pussy like a bong, fuck business
We in the with the guerrillas
We in the streets the 4 wheelers
speak I am no witness
You got beef put a end till you talk like long period
I'm serious
Who's you're rapper, I'm curious?
He ain't out them words
He ain't used gun burst in the trap
'Cause his ass got
I'm in the 3rd
I'm talking to a stealer and he ain't from the
You talking to a motherfucker in the first
So you better not get on my nerves,
I need tho, keep me moving like turtle
Keep me this purple
Keep it like Kirko
Work something, Twerk
fuck me now she worth something
Gas on E, it worth nothing
Try to on me the worst coming
Motherfuckers gonna need some I am the shit
I feel eating something, feed my stomach,
Give me a rapper, make it 100, fuck give em the telescope, they couldn't see the younging
No, it let em get a lil something,
Bring em to the block do a lil stuntin, that nothing
Ery where I go I'm on I ain't bluffing,
Ery where I go I'm on, Bitch I run it. Kells

This song got a motherfucker feeling pac tho, (thug life)
me rolling, picture me rolling, picture me rolling
This song got a feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
me rolling, picture me rolling, picture me rolling

Picture me
Picture everybody wit a pic of me hangin on the like prince
Picture your favorite R&B singer at a picture on her phone Of my big Ol dick
Picture me living like Biggie, the real Frank White I'm the of my city
Picture all this starting out as a
at a picture of Martin Luther King, that's my reaction
Trying to make it from rapping.
Trying to avoid me a casket Half of my kin-folk caught up in traffic from
My squad will turn to a fraction
'Cause Tony Montana rite up the block us tho,
It's not to get caught up in its at all
not to ball. Sales for yayo to jail then someone goes talk to the law
Please God tell me it true,
tell me name on paper work ain't you
If you ain't snitching why is you home,
Stupid bitch better get gone, 3 in the morning,
I can't get rest so turn over up that 38 special,
You bust in my door, then I bust in your neck hoe 25 on death row

This got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling, picture me rolling, picture me
This got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling, picture me rolling, me rolling