Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Star

[Intro: Minaj]


Young

[Verse 1: Nicki
I been smokin' gas, bitches
Man, I feel just a gang-star
Cover up my like a ninja
In Alexander Wang scarf
drop a bag, they gon' pull up
And then they let them things off
I switchin' 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 can't let me
Me and in LIV
my album drop these bitches is gon' cry in the car
All your yes-men out here lyin', had you dyin' to
You was too hard
I'm out here livin' though, I am out here livin'
Me and winnin' though
out here twinnin' though
I am on my though
I am so pivotal
Bands, I go get it
on his pedestal
A lot of gang shit, a lot of gang shit
All these is pilin' up, it's nowhere to hang shit
bitches pussy though
Pushed them out my though
Niggas my cookie though
'Cause it taste like cookie
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 everything she
Bitch get on kneecap
I mean C. Kaep'
get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a free pap
You bitches don't out, you get your QB sacked
I'm OBJ, hoes; break records like
I've been that bitch ice cream with the sprinkles
Tell 'em carry on, gon' miss me when I'm gone
I'm

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

[Verse 2: Lil
on her navel, lick it so my tongue can go HAM
Put my face up in her and my thumb in her ass
her do the jumpman, ayy
I put her down in the pillow, 'bout to smother her ass
A fly yellow bone to me, I her to come get a tan
Now she butter
Oh, I got a in the sofa
An Eggo in the
A cradle in the
The yayo yoga
And I wake up, smell the
I don't how I woke up
'Cause I was in a
But now I'm in the
high socks on the front porch
Two with the mud flowin'
The ain't charge me nothin' for it
I cried of fuckin' joy
LVs on my luggage, boy
Don't ask me where I'm fuckin'
I pull up my skaters
Make 'em beat you their fuckin' boards
Sharp shooters like pool
you down in the Walmart
Shoot you in the parkin' lot
Shoot you in the food court
Hit your crib in the
disappear on the speedboat
Act a jackass like
Then like Ne-Yo
a red flag on your screen door
Leave a red flag your queen's throat
Leave a stain on your mink floor
Like a red on clean snow
That gang, 500 gang
On that money
And we walkin' with bloody fangs
hunger games; mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, and thunder came
When my came, that's your mother's name
Hit the address, knockin' down picture frames and things
Throwin' up like stomach pains
get took to Spain
A kilo and it shook the plane
A nigga screamed, the wouldn't complain
I the AK with the knife, so the butcher came
And the came, and her sister came
And her name
It'll go Buka
You don't even know to put the blame
cold

[Hook: Lil
I just fucked five hoes in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' like five star
Your throwin' fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel just a doctor
Pop X for my exotic dancer
She start cryin' and her job hard
Switch her out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she Rest In Peace to Honda

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