Luyện nghe bài hát '96 Bulls

You never met a nigga this
Somebody tell them boys class never old
The more success they hate me, that's the way this goes
Married to the that relationship goals
will I fold, pay me what you owe
It ain't a cougar trine holla I wave the 44
Money don't change it only amplifies, who they really are
The sold you a bag of lies, this the of the wise
All the are disguise, I'll never lose my cool but not a fan of your vibes
I'm from the dirty, need to be sanitized
Product of ghetto teaching this that class at DeVry
Moving that cocaina they call it that Spanish
I love her I fantasize I'm just alive
for the soul, stuck with a can of pride
You niggas can't see me, fuck it I'm shy
You better eat your Wheaties, I it where I can see
Shit get hot and shaky like Parkinson's with the fever
ain't checkers its chess, all I see is the cleavage
Butting heads the best, it ain't nothing to Beavis
I'm the meanest boy, I got it zipped up thriller I mean it
Bad bitch from Ibiza, she brought a friend like a
She got that good grade A I had to repeat it
Six ring flow, it after the beep then
I'm the bottom where half these cats are deceitful
Where niggas drive by and double back the sequel
Lethal, I'm the goat, rappers should take notes
All you niggas is pussy, don't drop the
Puffy dancin' on the hoe
Peep how my hunger grows, is a fat bitch, I love her money rolls
They wake up on my dick, go eat your Honey
Go where money go, location undisclosed
Tell her the check bounce, tell her my tongue can roll
I pull up in a drop then peel off like clothes
Picture life being perfect, man I a pose
Man I'm too down to earth for these up hoes
In the A, I diddy bop, she got her titties up
Ass fat and she let me lick the pop
With a dark brown sis like she dipped in Wonk
Niggas lost the noodle thinking I ain't really sauce
Poppin, check the skillet, nothing I'm just
Pussy niggas got virus, hope my sisters catch no feelings
Keep them niggas out your business, help your niggas run a
These niggas swear they gods but know 'bout forgiveness
The world you moguls are just crooked politicians
Spending hundreds since they had baby face like Kenneth
I'd be a goofy then a Mickey stop the snitching
thuggin, hashtag killers
A star in your eyes baby ask Jack
Selling boy and that Ariana, Mac Miller
Trap rap with a, backpack twist of, young black niggas, tryna the system
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