Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Leaving Trill

[Verse 1:
I fully automatic, two-bananas dats a hundred
You already kno the story, some lil owe me money
I came out got on, I'm on homies acting funny
I left them niggas alone I felt the jack was coming
I shoot up to Atlanta, I be rollin the strip
They be on e like I'm tip, I'll chill then dip
Up above to the club, to Manhattan see what's
Girl will lick e like I'm 50 or I'm jigga, I be
Me and boo from rouge, get that big ragedy we be stackin
We be them big rougers put you losers on a platter
Make some moves up to St. Louis, then get on the telley
Watching belly shooting dice and betin on the seven
Seen in Chicago fuck it yo showed me the club
We went in and popped some bottles, everybody me love
Ain't no telling where we goin and it matter where we was
Mane I can go where ever the I want simply because

How many you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I kno how you niggas roll, I ain't leaving trill
I kno you niggas hoes, y'all be talking to them
Y'all be creepin in road, I'm a get you outta here
Fuck how many you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I don't kno how you niggas roll, I leaving trill
I kno you niggas hoes, be talking to them folks
Y'all be in that road, I'm a get you outta here

2: Lil Phat]
I be the trill fam, nigga don't the youging
You don't kno how I'm coming hoe look let a run it
I'm like a monkey out the zoo, I'm like a tennis shoe
It's a thing from jimmy lou, the illest shoe
I kno my trill fam niggas oh they gon for me (ride for me)
And all ones who ain't convicted
Oh take five for me (take five for me)
We fucking bad bithes don't with them sadd bitches
Don't like lil bitty we fucking with the phat bitches
no lil lenty hoes, I mean my knot be way fatter
And if you fuck with me you hear that tatta tatta
We cut up and and we show out from bently to
A nigga a a bitch we stamp'em
We shining on yeah we grimmy like a mothafucka
Climbing on them yeah we grinding a mothafucka
Drink yo hard I'm a sip my cold cup
You can be from outta town I'm a you put them fours up

How many you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I don't kno how you niggas roll, I leaving trill
I kno you niggas hoes, y'all be talking to them
Y'all be in that road, I'm a get you outta here
Fuck how many you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I don't kno how you niggas roll, I leaving trill
I kno you hoes, y'all be talking to them folks
Y'all be creepin in road, I'm a get you outta here