Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Land

(Verse 1)
Nigga, yeah, fresh up off the
Real niggas embrace my and bitches go insane
Even they kids up the gang
They don't pronouncin' my name
They just look at my
Boy how you spent on it?
This ain't nothin' but hard
and what you can get it
Ain't no paper but this smell like the shit
it?
Smokin' chronic and gin
'til we get stomached
And them suckas ain't like it
'cause ya bitch it
Ima it
She gon' it
Tell me she in need
of a
I told her kick her up
We gon' go to my
soon as I this weed up
Call some of yours
and we could all a smoke out!
You ain't gotta it too long
This is weed
hits is all you gon' need
In my frames, I'm blazed!
Somewhere on the
some ray, middle of the day,
drunk
Be surprised by how a nigga get
I'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the shit
Nigga!

(Chorus)
I won't
won't land, land (x5)

(Verse 2)
No to apologize
You should how fly niggas do
EZ-Widers
Been done them cigarillos fool
I been on the road choppin' and killin' interviews
Heard I left a deal
but my paper still
And all of them in love with me
'cause I say what's
So I can never a fuck!
how a feel
But uh, time they send a driver for me and Will
I call her my talkin' on the field
At first was tough,
they don't be gangstas now
of my flow,
yeah they and paste my style
Wouldn't think I it
in my hotel, smokin wit yo bitch
Fool!
And is it, what!
your feet, put on some music
a zip up
And we smoke it 'til it's gone
Ever see me
Can't for suckas who do
I'm G'd up! What!
Haha! Ah!

(Chorus)