Luyện nghe bài hát Off Hiatus

Not they can stop me now
we're flying overhead
heavy words cant bring me down
boy I've been raised from the dead dead

Kim cargo shells in wells fargo
laughing waiting to go cash these
my chick bad with she been sharp tho
name brand she worser than marlo
grey charcoal four pipe
dark low hoodie on like haraldo
for I'm strapped with napalm
run in the bank like this won't take long
we don't want your money we comin for straight
so stay calm, no off spray will off
so bug off or get off
my chucks rugs becaro plush loft
trucks porsche meeting Bugatto with drug
discuss sauce, speaking of powder need more (early)
niggas act when sign deals
ran to the dealer for the same acura as
i got a lawyer thats like klienfield
go to carlitos way its a that you grind still
trappin back of my mind
drunk at a table as a make a bottle of spill
fresh off my hiatus, hi
reckless when i a rhyme or violator
only squares you ever was now and laters
you buzzing, the hoes comin, vibrators
American dreams came somehow
i id chase til i was dead
i heard the streets were paved with
thats what my father
corsie off some new shit, made it from breakin two
bosses take losses and just make excuses
every is exclusive, every word is abusive, pay a third if you used it
get a bird, you can move it, thats what I'm nigga
crib on a mountain I'm so far like a couch
crack the g spot give 10% to the house
get on shit n'other rappers spit, its a drought nigga
louboutin slippers, smoke jacket
niggas don't wanna get they got a broke habit
gotta toke habit, and low fabric
you had a its too late, no basket
the strip dry, need wet work, wrappin that caine
it was bustin the first,
the second she fussin, i be the next skirt
network, flew me to mexico, the
left the presie, took the marina, terrace around the corner can overlook the
to hook up a diva, celine bag on my hena, jeremy her adidas, she living single regina
just remember who friends and associates,
before you ride out you better know who you with
no need to hide out as as handled appropriate
ballin like he mike, that .45 you em wit
American dreams through somehow
i id chase til i was dead
i heard the were paved with gold
what my father said