Luyện nghe bài hát Hard

(Eminem)
On dream
No
I'm about to go pull some

(Yelawolf)
Roll down the window in the
And I to the critics, but they really wasn't sayin shit
Buddy I'm a gudda muthafucka from an creek
You know who you playin with.
They talk so much I pick one of these pebbles
me get laryngitis.
The is so contagious, so who gave it?
I did.
Put fish in the back of my
I'm a fisherman, reel'em in mackaral
Imma give 'em ten minutes then put 'em back in the water there just to see them all
like mixtapes on the back of my trunk
Buddy, yeah, I got 'em all sold.
In Alabama was an Arm and
in propoganda I got 'em all "Whoa"
Promenade boy get out my way
Gallon of sweet tea and a packet of
Smackin' a faggot I crack a bat on the pen and
No homo,
Any stage, rip it anyway,
The way, look,
Have you his J's
Footwork, send them in a
Feelin' like a millionaire on minimum
Don't need a Mercedes to take yo
My is sick, Earl.
I let her play with my mullet, she sip syrup
up
Alabama
Make you lose your teeth a Mountain Dew soda
Saltines wanna live in the box
But guess what? I'm the cracka who up!

(Eminem)
Cause I feel like it's so hard for me
To up with shit to say ayyyyy
I'm at a loss for words, cause ya'll already it all
I think I'm runnin out of
I'm gettin' writer's block.

Cause sometimes I feel it's so hard for me
To up with shit to say ayyyyy
I'm at a loss for words, cause are raisin' all
I I'm runnin out of cliches
I'm righted by sight

(Wiz Khalifa)
Left the with ten grand
Bought a pair
I'm the coach I could you how to be player
faces
The fitted bitches my hair
Camo shorts go with anything I wear
They let me in the club fuck the code
Me and all my rollin' up the best smoke
OG Kush the West Coast
Oh you to Fuck? Shorty let's go
Diamonds in my chain, tryna still my lane
Kronic in my
I'm reppin Taylor Gang
Smoke 'til I'm insane, drink I'm throwin up
papers if you Taylor'd nigga throw it up
High socks, low
Smell that good weed, then you know us
yellow car pulling up
Them niggas hot so they ain't close to us
to fly get two fingers and hold 'em up

(Eminem)
Cause sometimes I like it's so hard for me
To come up with shit to say
I'm at a loss for words, cause already said it all
I think I'm out of cliches
I'm writer's block. Psyche

Cause sometimes I feel like so hard for me
To come up with to say ayyyyy
I'm at a loss for words, cause ya'll said it all
I I'm runnin out of cliches
I'm gettin' block. Psyche