Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Star

[Intro: Nicki


Young

[Verse 1: Minaj]
I smokin' gas, killin' bitches
Man, I feel just a gang-star
Cover up my face a ninja
In this Wang scarf
drop a bag, they gon' pull up
And then they let them things off
I ain't up my hairstyle
But my let it bang off
Percocets and Addies, lookin' for a fuck I give
All these hatin' bitches plottin', why they let me live?
Me and in LIV
my album drop these bitches is gon' cry in the car
All your yes-men out lyin', had you dyin' to spar
You was too hard
I'm out here livin' though, I am out here livin'
Me and Tunechi though
Slimes out here twinnin'
I am on my pivot
I am so pivotal
Bands, I go get it
Weezy on his
A lot of shit, a whole lot of gang shit
All these is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang shit
These bitches pussy
them out my pussy though
Niggas want my though
'Cause it taste like dough
Smoke, I got a pack
Flow sick, get a
Niggas don't mean my race they say she blacked
I am the (Facts)
I'm she lacks
Bitch get on kneecap
I don't mean C.
I'll get you checked, pussy; get you a free pap
You bitches don't ball out, you get QB sacked
I'm OBJ, break records like ankles
I've been that bitch ice cream with the sprinkles
Tell 'em carry on, they miss me when I'm gone
I'm

[Hook: Lil
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I just fucked five hoes in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' they five star
Your hoes throwin' fits, my bitches
Man, I feel like a doctor
Pop some X with my dancer
She start cryin' and said her job
her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In to Honda

2: Lil Wayne]
Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my can go HAM
Put my up in her pussy and my thumb in her ass
her do the jumpman, ayy
I put her face in the pillow, 'bout to smother her ass
A fly yellow to me, I told her to come get a tan
Now she butter
Oh, I got a Draco in the
An Eggo in the
A in the chocha
The yayo doing
And I up, smell the Folgers
I don't how I woke up
'Cause I was in a
But now I'm in the
Wearing high socks on the porch
Two cups the mud flowin'
The plug charge me nothin' for it
I cried tears of joy
LVs on my luggage, boy
Don't ask me I'm fuckin' goin'
I up with my skaters
Make 'em beat you with their fuckin'
Sharp shooters like sharks
you down in the Walmart
Shoot you down in the lot
Shoot you down in the court
Hit crib in the Steamboat
Then disappear on the
Act a jackass Steve-O
Then disappear Ne-Yo
Leave a red flag on your screen
Leave a red flag your queen's throat
Leave a blood stain on your mink
a red stain on clean snow
That money gang, 500
On money train
And we around with bloody fangs
hunger games; mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, and thunder came
When my youngest came, your mother's name
Hit the address, knockin' down frames and other things
Throwin' up Eastside like pains
Sugarcane get took to
A kilo fell and it shook the
A nigga screamed, the hoes wouldn't
I brought the AK with the knife, so the butcher
And the Nina came, and her came
And what's her
It'll go Bang
You even know where to put the blame
That's

Lil Wayne]
I just fucked five hoes in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' like they star
Your throwin' fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel like a doctor
Pop some X for my exotic
She start and said her job hard
Switch her out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to

Switch her out put her in a Mercedes
Now she Rest In Peace to Mazda
Put her ass up in a dumb
Now she screamin' Rest In to Smart Car
her, put her in Mercedes
Now she Rest In Peace to Kia
Switch her out put her in a Mercedes
Now she Rest In Peace to Uber
That's some shit