Luyện nghe bài hát Palace

God damn, how real is
I know the world gonna be feeling this
East nigga, but how trill is this?
Still don't a shit, my ignorance is still a bliss

God damn, how is this?
I know the whole gonna be feeling this
coast nigga, but how trill is this?
Still don't give a shit, my ignorance is still a

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Stone cold
Rose gold
I afford it
I stone cold drugs

Stone cold, rolling stone, I'm a nigga
it on my tombstone, I was stoned nigga

Don't remember me as a wannabe New nigga
lean sipping, Tennessee nigga, Nah
Influenced by Houston, it in my music
A trill to the truest
you how to do this

My all gold grills give her chills
Said she's got a coke feel I'm so trill
Two dope boy scales, but I pills
No L, put her on her feet, toe

Them vampires, them blood suckers, thirsty killers
We bout it it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy Miller
For really real, we chilly chill, don't Chinchilla
No bounty hunters, I'm bout to killa, I'm bout my

Give me the title, then give me the
Fold it then bag it then move to the
my stash
Stealing my
Niggas is wickity wickity
Like Kriss
Her lip gloss, slip-ons get off
My bitch, boss,

We smoking then then burning that hash
Puff it and
it last
Walk in my
And cross in my

Game was for
them crash
Took in a
And giving back

Fuck the money, the fame, this is real life
The insights of my trill