Luyện nghe bài hát '96 Bulls

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