Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Star

[Intro: Nicki


Young

[Verse 1: Minaj]
I been gas, killin' bitches
Man, I feel just a gang-star
Cover up my like a ninja
In Alexander Wang scarf
I'mma drop a bag, they pull up
And then they gon' let things off
I ain't up my hairstyle
But my niggas let it off
Percocets and Addies, lookin' for a I could give
All these hatin' bitches plottin', why they can't let me
Me and in LIV
When my album drop bitches is gon' cry in the car
All your yes-men out lyin', had you dyin' to spar
You was tryin' too
I'm out here livin' though, I am out livin' though
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 plaques is up, it's nowhere to hang shit
These bitches though
them out my pussy though
Niggas my cookie though
'Cause it taste like dough
Smoke, I got a free
sick, get a Z-pak
Niggas don't mean my race when they say she
I am the (Facts)
I'm everything she
get on your kneecap
I don't mean C.
I'll get you checked, pussy; I'll get you a pap
You don't ball out, you get your QB sacked
I'm OBJ, hoes; break records like
I've been that bitch since ice cream the sprinkles
Tell 'em carry on, they gon' miss me when I'm
I'm

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

2: Lil Wayne]
Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my can go HAM
Put my face up in her 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 bone to me, I told her to get a tan
Now she butter
Oh, I got a in the sofa
An in the toaster
A cradle in the
The doing yoga
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 on the front porch
Two with the mud flowin'
The plug ain't charge me for it
I cried of fuckin' joy
LVs on my luggage, boy
Don't ask me I'm fuckin' goin'
I up with my skaters
Make 'em beat you with fuckin' boards
Sharp shooters pool sharks
Shoot you down in the
Shoot you down in the lot
Shoot you in the food court
Hit your in the Steamboat
Then on the speedboat
Act a like Steve-O
Then like Ne-Yo
Leave a red flag on your screen
Leave a red flag around your throat
Leave a blood stain on your floor
Like a red stain on clean
money gang, 500 gang
On that train
And we walkin' around bloody fangs
Playin' hunger mmm-yummy, man
And we storm the block, lightning and thunder
When my youngest came, that's your name
Hit the address, knockin' picture frames and other things
Throwin' up Eastside like pains
Sugarcane get took to
A fell and it shook the plane
A nigga screamed, the hoes wouldn't
I brought the AK the knife, so the butcher came
And the Nina came, and her came
And her name
It'll go Buka
You don't even know where to put the
cold

[Hook: Lil
I just fucked five hoes in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' they five star
Your throwin' fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel like a doctor
Pop some X for my dancer
She cryin' and said her job hard
Switch her out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' 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 dumb
Now she screamin' In Peace to Smart Car
her, put her in Mercedes
Now she screamin' In Peace to Kia
Switch her out put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In to Uber
That's some shit