Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Scale

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

Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, I'm a player
Quarterback, no NFL (Ayy), in Chanel (Drippy)
Playin' hide and go seek in the with my lil' girl (Aria)
was too crowded, so I took the stairs (Woo)
The whole industry was hatin', so now I 'em hell (Ha)
Business man, I invest a whole million in the (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah
I-I-I treat like some shoes,
I cop 'em by the (It's Dolph)
She like when I grab her and pull her by her hair (It's Dolph)
In my city, I'm more important than the mayor (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 ride a bicycle (Ah)
I pulled out and on her dimples (Ah)
Quarter for this Richard (Mille)
I had to run up digits (Run it up)
Niggas that I'm the sickest (For real)
know that I'm the littest
Whip my dick out and piss on your (For real)
I heard that lil' nigga Memphis (Okay)
I heard he to trap in Fendi (Okay)
I he went to jail in a Bentley (Okay)
Straps with me in New City (Uh)
Lil' black nigga with all this paper on me, man
What the they mean, man?
I can't go out like (Uh), huh, hold up

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

I a mansion,
Pop in that fresh off a shootout, I'm hot as hell
Shh, you gon' do some time, niggas tell
Fuck it, lifestyle, know I probably will
I'm in New with my nigga Dolph,
He rockin' wop, but his neck on 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, eat at Hamada
See opp, he get killed (Swerve)
Told lil' bro come out me in Bally
Get out the 'Raq, he might near, catch a body still (Shh)
I'll pull up on home in a Lam' smokin' out a sack
Arch her back, disappear, (Skrrt)
I ain't comin' with shit but my and a box of mags
on me, that's my starter pack
Gettin' too money, we ain't tryna make arch-rivals
You we spark ride (Bah)
I was outside and that's the reason we won
Nigga, we weren't

Got a youngin, he only send at you (Seen 'em)
You ain't heard that snake rap? (Go get 'em)
On a nigga head, we just can't catch you
Spin twice, mad as fuck, we went past you
Ever tried to kill a nigga just 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 gon' do, we team-tag two
Oh, you ain't the shit, have somebody blast you
on my lap, if God bless you, I tag you
Have you fillin' the bag with fast food (Pussy)