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 straight ass
So much cake, the bank can't n-gga
And plus I go too hard, I'm mackin' on two
aint hard, bunch of undercover RuPaul's
B to the O, y'all muthaf-ckers already 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 don't play round
Y'all n-ggas get no shine I say it's okay now
big dog, K-9
Droptop,
Bad bitch,
Hair down to her
Snoop always told me, lil cuz do ya
Take a system with the flow, you'll be a 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, vanilla
Send my girl to London, my 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 shit
better realise how much dough I get
I'ma body this track, let it be
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
step yo game up, n-ggas step yo change up
'Bout to be 24, shit still changed much
Wait, movies, more paper, which means, comes more haters
See y'all in June, Team Heat, whattup
Girls hit me on my now they wanna follow him
Only take lil to the condo if she swallowin'
You know I be balin' in, my Bugatti in
If you really know, hip hop yep, I'm running it
my competition at, swear they know I'm running this
Living in my Miami, but I do for Columbus and
Please, n-ggas aint with me
I got a bit appetite and I just ate this n-gga