Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Foot 7 Foot

to go off
Time for me to off
Movin' on my ex, sorry bitch your loss
Cash money n-gga, you ass n-gga
So much cake, the bank can't stash
And plus I go too hard, I'm mackin' on two
aint hard, bunch of undercover RuPaul's
B to the O, muthaf-ckers already know my lyrics flow
Bitch I get that bread you heard what I said
My is on my dough
out to the O
Yeah lemme town
My n-ggas play round
n-ggas get no shine till I say it's okay now
big dog, K-9
Droptop,
Bad bitch,
Hair to her waistline
always told me, lil cuz do ya thang
Take a system with the flow, be a legend in the game
Now it's YMCM, packin' all the in
Take the out once on weekend
killer, pockets full of Skrilla
Old school Chevy, inside
Send my girl to London, my girl got to stunt
Since I'm in the family, just throw it in the Rush

Smokin' on kush, smoke no ?
Bitches better how dope I'm is
I'm a pro in this shit, I'm ? in this shit
Haters better realise how dough I get
I'ma body track, let it be known
of the raps, so better get off my throne
Hate nobody if you lend no
I got here all on my own
Rap game all up
signed up n-ggas who locked up
Prefer me a chick, Hollywood hoe's too stuck up
Better step yo up, n-ggas step yo change up
'Bout to be 24, shit still aint much
Wait, more movies, more paper, which means, comes haters
See in June, Team Heat, whattup Lakers
Girls hit me on my Twitter now they wanna him
Only lil mama to the condo if she swallowin'
You know I be balin' in, my comin' in
If you really know, hip hop yep, I'm running it
Where my competition at, they know I'm running this
Living in my Miami, but I do this for and
Please, n-ggas aint with me
I got a bit appetite and I just ate beat n-gga