Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Foot 7 Foot

to go off
Time for me to off
Movin' on from my ex, sorry your loss
Cash money n-gga, you straight ass
So much cake, the can't stash n-gga
And I go too hard, I'm mackin' on two broads
N-ggas hard, bunch of undercover RuPaul's
B to the O, muthaf-ckers already know my lyrics flow
I gotta get that bread you heard what I said
My mind is on my
out to the O
Yeah buck town
My n-ggas don't round
Y'all get no shine till I say it's okay now
big dog, K-9
Droptop,
Bad bitch,
Hair down to her
Snoop always me, lil cuz do ya thang
Take a system with the flow, you'll be a legend in the
Now it's YMCM, packin' all the in
Take the Lamborghini out once on
killer, pockets full of Skrilla
Old school Chevy, vanilla
my girl to London, my girl got to stunt hard
Since I'm in the family, just throw it in the card

on kush, don't smoke no ?
Bitches recognise how dope I'm is
I'm a pro in this shit, I'm like ? in this
Haters realise how much dough I get
I'ma this track, let it be known
of the raps, so better get off my throne
Hate nobody if you no hand
I got here all on my own
Rap all f-cked up
They signed up n-ggas who up
me a hood chick, Hollywood hoe's too stuck up
Better step yo up, n-ggas step yo change up
'Bout to be 24, shit still aint changed
Wait, movies, more paper, which means, comes more haters
See y'all in June, Team Heat, whattup
Girls hit me on my Twitter now wanna follow him
Only take lil mama to the if she swallowin'
You know I be in, my Bugatti comin' in
If you really know, hip hop yep, I'm running it
Where my competition at, swear they I'm running this
in my Miami, but I do this for Columbus and
Please, aint f-cking with me
I got a bit appetite and I just ate this beat