Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Foot 7 Foot

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

Smokin' on kush, smoke no ?
Bitches recognise how dope I'm is
I'm a pro in this shit, I'm ? in this shit
Haters realise how much dough I get
I'ma body track, let it be known
Prince of the raps, so better get off my
Hate nobody if you lend no
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 game up, n-ggas step yo up
'Bout to be 24, shit aint changed much
Wait, more movies, more paper, which means, comes more
See y'all in June, Team Heat, whattup
hit me on my Twitter now they wanna follow him
Only lil mama to the condo if she swallowin'
You I be balin' in, my Bugatti comin' in
If you really know, hip hop yep, I'm running it
Where my competition at, they know I'm running this
in my Miami, but I do this for Columbus and
Please, n-ggas aint f-cking me
I got a bit appetite and I just ate beat n-gga