Luyện nghe bài hát 2015 Flow

It's that Silicon flow
I got sun dance vision, nigga you ain't know
Got damn, I got of the year, still
Three packs in, how these wack rappers feel
been killin' niggas all year
Bill, me and them white names got somethin' in common
Bills, I got 'em, I've been at rich houses, been to rich hills
The homie got that Tommy, know that's somethin' he'll feel
Look though, been really off the though
My fam straight, my homies got money on books though
my bitch been trippin' on me
I'm like Bitch I'm in the studio, let me though
RJ killin' shit, my is killin' shit
But I'm convince 'em to be on some drug dealin' shit
I can't 'em cause their mamas, they don't give a shit
So I fronted them some work, 'em they can get rich
Get rich, get rich, get
Mama I finally get it, hard then get rich
Lately, I've on some solo shit
Cortez, long socks, I've been on my shit
Bitch you trippin', I'ma let bygones be bygones
Walk up in the house high nines, I'm like Hi mom
But I'm right back on my shit
Like what, she and suckin', she with the shit, let's flip this bitch
Let's flip a pound, send it out of town, bust it down
And no respect for the hoes that fuckin', but fuck it now
Bust it down, bust it down, it down
You can three thousand and five hundred dollars if you bust it down
Send me the plan, I'ma figure how to
My management like hold up YG, I'm like, I ain't on you
It's that two and fifteen flow
yourself if you ain't gettin' dough
Hold up, keep winning, keep winning, winning
You gotta speak it to existence, nigga, keep
They Dre made a billion
I'm like, shit, I can do it if he did it
Fuckin' on whatshisname's
Her pussy loose, her walls broke down, she got no ceilings
They was like, YG you shouldn't go
I said, Bitch, I I'm Silkk the Shocker, I got no limits
Fuck these niggas, they ain't livin' they talkin' 'bout
Even with a million I'll still spark it out
Fuck these niggas, these niggas, fuck these niggas
They wasn't shootin' with me in the gym so these niggas
I'm Ruff Rydin', my dogs at?
Where them niggas that fuck them on their paws at?
Nigga two thousand and
On the front porch sellin' sacks for fifteen, nigga