Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Foot 7 Foot

to go off
Time for me to off
Movin' on from my ex, sorry bitch loss
Cash money n-gga, you straight ass
So much cake, the bank stash n-gga
And plus I go too hard, I'm on two broads
N-ggas aint hard, bunch of RuPaul's
B to the O, muthaf-ckers already know my lyrics flow
Bitch I gotta get that bread you heard what I
My is on my dough
out to the O
Yeah lemme buck
My n-ggas don't round
Y'all n-ggas get no shine till I say it's now
big dog, K-9
Droptop,
Bad bitch,
down to her waistline
Snoop always told me, lil cuz do ya
Take a system the flow, you'll be a legend in the game
Now YMCM, packin' all the freaks in
Take the out once on weekend
Youtube killer, pockets full of
Old school Chevy, inside
my girl to London, my girl got to stunt hard
Since I'm in the family, throw it in the Rush card

on kush, don't smoke no ?
Bitches better how dope I'm is
I'm a pro in this shit, I'm like ? in shit
better realise how much dough I get
I'ma this track, let it be known
Prince of the raps, so get off my throne
Hate if you lend no hand
I got right all on my own
Rap all f-cked up
They signed up who locked up
Prefer me a hood chick, Hollywood too stuck up
Better step yo up, n-ggas step yo change up
'Bout to be 24, shit still aint changed
Wait, more movies, more paper, which means, comes haters
See y'all in June, Team Heat, Lakers
Girls hit me on my now they wanna follow him
Only take lil mama to the if she swallowin'
You know I be balin' in, my Bugatti in
If you really know, hip hop yep, I'm running it
Where my at, swear they know I'm running this
Living in my Miami, but I do for Columbus and
Please, n-ggas aint f-cking me
I got a bit appetite and I just ate this n-gga