Luyện nghe bài hát This Plane

Yeah young Khalifa Man
Mr.
call me man
Taylor or die
And project is brought to you by

And paper too

Rostrum in this bitch
Taylor Gang, Heavy
Deal or No
Yeah,

You
I'm
fuck them niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated
Speculating me landing, must have got me mistaken with niggas
you gone get high as fuck as long as the planes with you
Left that situation alone and became richer
People talking down but see me I'm the nigga
Leave your bitch around we drink the champagne with her
We don't touch the ground, see a with my name it
Only ez-widers, no cigars for me and my gang
Fool, I'm a legend in streets 'cause how I do my thang
And wear the fitted, I got the city on my chain
Oh man, still hate and talk smack, knowing if I was gone
There'd be no throne to your rocks at
at maximum altitudes I'm tryna top that
So in touch with the real suckas tryna stop that
But I, or let die, party get high
And tell them lames to or let fly

Don't know what they for, I'm just gettin' my paper
Well, maybe love me more when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a
(Shame, shame)
They gon' this plane (plane, plane)
gon' miss this plane (plane, plane)
They gon' this plane (plane, plane)
They gon' miss plane
I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I to

Stuck alone in wave race
Say I'm living too fast, don't plan on my pace
Got one foot on the gas, there's never a for brakes
Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck from out of state
Valet bringing my cars, a waiter to bring me
Shrimp and fillet Mignon, we celebrate drinks
With a couple of broads, my and who got love for me
lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company
Uh, so while you busy to fit in, I'mma stand out
And view my life this lens to see how it pans out
Substitute teacher ass niggas, need a
Middle screaming fuck them niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated
Pop another bottle, that chronic smoke
Speculating me must've got me mistaken
I'm speaking as the of the plane
a runner on the jet way

Don't what they hatin' for, I'm just gettin' my paper
Well, maybe they'll love me when I'm gone
I don't wanna leave, but I to, it's such a shame
(Shame, shame)
They gon' miss plane (plane, plane)
They gon' miss plane (plane, plane)
They gon' miss plane (plane, plane)
They gon' miss plane
I try to believe you, I don't wanna leave but I to