Luyện nghe bài hát Day One

(Verse)
500 grand, eat tails
Hope the niggas got what for
So money, no fingernails
White body, and a tail
lips, V12
Kiss the king but don't kiss and
So rings, need a Jordan deal
T-Raw's, ain't all for sale
Just bought a swiss
Hunneds the same at this amount
LK, show you that's about
Hard to check a nigga when the that bounce
Fuck around, out of class
Made now, my teacher mad
She need a job and I give her
nigga with big stacks
Buy my style and gave it back
How you think brought you the raw
How you think you the phantom rap?
Gold plates, I'm that
Every day my birthday, LA my birthplace
This ain't a race but I'm first
I never fucked with you in the place
We on a different pace, nigga so
I ain't the nigga you could on
Ride the wave or float on
Get off my back, I'm tryna on
Always home the heat's on
it's cold shoulders niggas be gone
Niggas be

(Hook 1) (x2)
I'm still the nigga, same bitches we know
No difference, me since day one
Real since day one
Cuz I ain't day two
Talkin bout I'm going through
But who the fuck you?

(Bridge)
Aksed you, you,
you, aksed you,
Aksed you, you,
But who the fuck aksed

(Hook 2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? me bitch
Niggas wanna talk, don't cross the
I murder them motherfuckers time
Niggas wanna talk, don't the line
I murder motherfuckers every time

(Verse)
It's a thin line between love and
A thin line between and fake
Keep a nigga on shape, ass shake
She gon it clap, vibrate
Give me room, 50 feet, all in my
I'm the one you and don't hesitate
See me layin on yo back, man eat this shell like Pac mane
Do it under one tape, you say?
to blame, T-Raw to blame
Got a piggy bank, pretty sittin next to me - that's accessory
be sassin me
How do you the audacity?
a verse gotta bring cash to me
I be me, you wanna crash on me?
Have yo where yo feet should be
Laid out in yo living room, murder you watch it on TV
Ain't no me, breaking news that's me
Headline, we can go up
Like Greenbay Packer, lit, hell yea
He a ape man, I'm turnt up to ten
Fuck with me, and repent
Mill to the
Came from the block, little
Lock it up, pull me in a block, I can make it
You ain't made shit, you (stop complainin)

(Hook 2) (x2)
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
Who dat be? Who dat be?
Who dat be? That's me
Niggas wanna talk, don't the line
I murder motherfuckers every time
Niggas talk, don't cross the line
I them motherfuckers every time