Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Home

[Chorus - T]
I ain't in to fat I'm into gat grippin
A cat slippin, is a cat
Why I say that? The cat slippin, the mac's spittin, the cat drippin, look in the yous a fat kitten

[Verse 1 - T]
All I growing up was remote controls
Now my life remote control, hit the block dope control
Got ghetto choking slow
Grandmama go to trying to soak my soul, oh!
This for my foes
yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go against him!
I you Pinocchios, flows on strings
It - is it seems, just call me Jepeto!
A Young Market, put money in your pocket
Cause when Pusha it is the object then I drop it
I rose gold ya, huh? diamond ya, hah?
Set it in a now the industry got pink eye
Contagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Monogram
Pastels is cute; How you niggaz suits so well?
These barrels encompass the from +Hell+
Nigga the Franchise of Trak sales, uh!

[Verse 2 -
They'd rather see me not breathing, than see me
Have my mama grieving, to her knees
Jealous hearted niggaz, y'all it on ya sleeve
Like a scarlet letter, for the to see
Can't hide the truth, of pain
So y'all get like the sons of Hussein
My game grown, this is no fact
When was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome
I'm not these rap kids, wit antics
Who make diss records, who rock hat
are higher stakes, this is not average weight
This is not pinching penny's bitch, is carrot cake
This is the difference rookies and the pros
They pattern after me, cookie-cut my flow
But so (so, so), I'm never one that be
Do as I do so I can say, "Papa you well"

[Verse 3 - T]
They say the Lord closes windows, to doors
Nigga don't make me open
Seen beat through, open sores
Subliminal rap shit, so immature, why I ignore
Punchline niggaz on front time, silly hoe
He who I is unfocused
Copperfield flow yes! I'll careers disappear
Like - pocus - no joke, it's Push'

Mercy, mercy! Oh who is he?
Who curse me, me? For doing me
It hurts me so, puts me changes
So I got Porsche's and to deal wit the anguish (oh, oh!)
Acts live, but only if you the language
...And the is Comic View
Trak The Movement, who you pay homage to?
You don't it with them boys, this I promise you, you pussy!