Luyện nghe bài hát Relax

Shit.

let me tell you, man,
Relax, relax. (J. From Texas to DC, baby.)

J.
goin' down.
Come now, J. Holiday.
That's the I come home, baby.

Relax, relax,
(J. Let's go, whoo!)

How you be lonely,
don't really know me,
Comfortable as ever my hustle got us cozy,

lookin' rosy,
Bags to go G,
Poppin' tags while we like Adobee,

as Obama,
All the was the old me,

These could talk,
They would say how they don't me,

on the road,
No home could hold me,

Success is a drug,
And I like I'm 'bout to OD,

Nah, you run around,
like you own me,

til I get home,
Then you put it on me,

at how we ballin', bitch,
One or two of colby,

Look at how callin',
matters what they owe me,

But they just some rookies and you that you were OG,
After o'clock you exactly where I'm gon' be,

You know how the be,
groupies on the sack,
But guess back to give you the business.

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
Plus I know you go down home, and let me get mine,
One more reason to home,
Off the streets,
Girl I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

I got to be in the twelve,
Got the as well,

Grindin' like it illegal,
And I ain't a jail,

On the for the paper,
I'm on the tip of the tail,

I'm the to your Bonnie,
And we ain't a share,

My fat ex-girlfriend, was to see me get mailed,
The UPS in the downs, and you still to appear.

You breakin' a sweat, put your feet in the air,
And I ride presidential, I'll let you be my Michelle,

In this all these of troubles, I know it's easy to fail,
But when it's us the world, me and you like "oh yeah",

It'll a lot of hustlin', it's easy to tell,
I am always on the hustle, never seein' a chair,

See in my stare, I ain't to scare,
Put a king with a queen, and can see we a pair,

Soon as I get a full house, be easy to share,
All of the and riches, just for keepin' it player.

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
I know you gon' go down home, and let me get mine,
One more reason to home,
Off the streets,
Girl I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

We livin' the life, and is payback,
For the days that you to say that,

Maibach, wasn't something that sights was aimed at,
Made that, money stacked up to pay that,
May stacks, but you told me that I saved that,

Ain't that somethin', we to get stacks,
As as we get stacks, it's harder ta (J. Holiday: relax, relax),

So let your seat back, and repeat track,
in the sun up, 'n we chill 'til we see the black c'mon,

In the 'n I'm hustlin' daily (J. Holiday: daily),
You don't need to be stressin' that, (J. Holiday: baby),

I get 'n I know you'll be waitin', yeah (J. Holiday: yeah yeah),
You mad at the money I'm chasin',

And you know that ma crazy,
But you always be ma first lady, yeah (J. Holiday: Woo!).

J.
I'm in the streets, on ma' grind,
You got me, and we shine,
I know you gon' go down home, and let me get mine,
One reason to come home,
Off the streets,
Girl I come home,
Off ma grind,
Relax, relax, relax.

Come let me you, man,

In the streets 'n I'm daily,
But you always gon' be ma lady, yeah

(J. Holiday: Yoa got a in the building.).
Oh yeah,
(J. Holiday: Chamillionaire, up, baby?)
it away, Jay.

J.
Yeah,
relax,
No, no no no no,
Go!