Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Scale

All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in shit by myself

Dolph, why you his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I'm a player
Quarterback, no NFL (Ayy), in Chanel (Drippy)
hide and go seek in the mansion with my lil' girl (Aria)
Elevator was too crowded, so I the stairs (Woo)
The industry was hatin', so now I give 'em hell (Ha)
Business man, I invest a whole in the mail (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah),
I-I-I bitches like some shoes,
I cop 'em by the (It's Dolph)
She like when I her neck and pull her by her hair (It's Dolph)
In my city, I'm more important than the fuckin' (It's Dolph)
Ten years straight, I set the prices on the kush, I (It's Dolph)

I got your bitch lookin' for (Where he at?)
I let her like a bicycle (Ah)
I pulled out and bust on her (Ah)
Quarter for this Richard (Mille)
I had to run up digits (Run it up)
Niggas that I'm the sickest (For real)
Bitches know that I'm the
my dick out and piss on your feelings (For real)
I heard that lil' from Memphis (Okay)
I heard he to trap in Fendi (Okay)
I he went to jail in a Bentley (Okay)
with me in New York City (Uh)
Lil' black with all this fuckin' paper on me, man
the fuck they mean, man?
I can't go out like (Uh), huh, hold up

L's, swangin' scales (What?)
Shakin', got in my nails (What?)
Started gettin' money, we bustin' bales
on the floor know the smell, uh
Dropped out of school
Had to start bringin' my Glock, couldn't and tell, uh (Pussy)
Big bro got in the feds
Can't talk on the phone, but he know his
out the trap with a big ol' bag
'Til I pop in the house, I was on the (Swerve)
We was on Sunday, that bitch in my hand
But I'm in my head, know I'm gon' prevail, uh
If I call her phone,
Tell her bring bitch out cocked, then my mama will (Come on)
I was eighteen, my OG seen me hop out the or a Bonneville (Bah)

I a mansion,
Pop in that bitch off a shootout, I'm hot as hell
Shh, you gon' do time, niggas probably tell
Fuck it, lifestyle, know I probably will
I'm in New York with my Dolph,
He rockin' wop, but his on Gabbana still (Uh)
I'm rockin' Dior with a bag full of
Blues, all black but it's still (Swerve)
I'm in the 'Raq, Benihana, don't eat at
See opp, he get probably (Swerve)
Told lil' bro come out with me in
Get out the 'Raq, he might come near, a body still (Shh)
I'll pull up on your home in a Lam' out a sack
Arch her back, disappear, (Skrrt)
I comin' with shit but my pipe and a box of mags
on me, that's my starter pack
Gettin' too much money, we ain't make arch-rivals
You we spark ride (Bah)
I was outside and that's the we won battles
Nigga, we weren't

Got a youngin, he only send at you (Seen 'em)
You ain't never heard snake rap? (Go get 'em)
On a head, then we just can't catch you
Spin twice, mad as fuck, we went past you
Ever tried to kill a nigga 'cause you had to?
up in the clubhouse like Rascal (Huh?)
Everybody rich as fuck, ain't nothin' due
I go grab a M from my mama pad too
Let me see what you do, we could team-tag two
Oh, you ain't with the shit, have somebody you
on my lap, if God bless you, I tag you
Have you the bag with your fast food (Pussy)