Luyện nghe bài hát The Plan

Ayy, uh
I do this shit I
Turn, it up a little bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Yo, yo, yo, ayy

I might go up these bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I just took of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the I don't bring sand (no)
Thought that was the plan (yeah)

up, now I am the man (yeah)
It's shit you understand (ayy)
just opened the can
I don't fuck with no fufu, not on my brand (ayy)
Call me when you need a (yeah)
In the bay I'm (ayy)
YSL on me, god
me, why is your girlfriend my number one fan? (yeah)
Always scrutinized, bags are super sized, why are you
Must mixed us with a different group of guys
Spot the or lies, I mean business
But I'm not in and ties
Just prophesized (yeah, uh)
This shit fell right place (yeah)
Indy 500 my (ayy)
it straight to the face
Liquor and women, two I don't chase (uh)
Don't got a to waste (yeah)
off I'm showing my face (yeah)
Shoutout my ace (uh)
They hate so much it's a (uh)
I put 'em into place (yeah)
I put bitch in a wraith
I just snatch her, she's without a trace (yeah)

I go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I just care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was the plan (yeah)
I go fly to Japan (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don't sand (no)

Thought was always the plan (no)
Thought that was the plan (no)
Thought was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it (no)
that was always the plan
I go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit I can (yeah)
I just care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the (yeah)

Uh, ten years shit has been brewing (ayy)
I'm like: The fuck you doing? (yeah)
Hall of fame, Gerald's a in
You'll be Jordan, you're more Patrick Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I'm (ayy)
like: Who let you in? (yeah)
Money talks, I it fluent
Got tired of my bitch, I got a new one
Quick swish
bitch whack
Pack, that
Making stacks
shit blap
She did (uh)
Taking a quick nap (yeah)
I go all and shit
Ain't hide this shit
shit's a freestyle, I ain't even write this shit
Roll me some, Marty, and I'm finna light this (ayy, yeah)
My jaw on South Beach
This is shit they don't teach
go too far
Don't trap too
Bitch, reach like (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, lock jaw, got slow
I'm courtside, I got seats
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