Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

Get my people out them chains
I mean handcuffs, to man up
Put my hands up? you sayin' bruh
'Cause I'm a man, in a Phantom
Or is it my windows tinted
Car 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it
You mad 'cause your daughter fuck me on spring break
Well, I'ma fuck her 'til the springs

Roll another one 'cause I'm winnin'
And my four looking real photogenic
Jam ''em on the tire, in threads that won't
I'm in a of my own, my teacher got fired
Money getting long, pussy rate rising
Versace cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it from the hours
Selling chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour
First you get the power, then you get
I'm getting so money I can buy ya bitch
Take it how you wanna, if you take it
I clubs where all the women working naked
Fell in love with a waitress what the I'm thinking
Bought ho a ring it was for her pinky
Uhn, that's that's slick
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your

y'all mad at me for
Got a card, and a black phantom
With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the thing in (Montana)
Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a in the Chi
Got two chains, they two-tone, two racks, no lie (true)
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
I'm bout to rumble in the in these new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat case
Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my got two G's on it
Her got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it
Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and
New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders
And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no
I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on burners
Got ?, ?
Got dope to in this hotel, no half price, no retail
You a bitch nigga, no female, I niggas, Sprewell
I'm on the like D 12, I got the white, no D-12
Like a nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K
And that's real shit, no Smith, and no ?
But they

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
God that a nigga seen another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em

I take my case to trial, the Dream Team
Robbie Kardashian, Cochran, I seen things
I dream big, I sharp
Inhale smoke, tree bark
Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one yourself
Run to for help, favors I keep one on the shelf
I got rifles with lasers, swing it just the majors
Hit you right above navel, now you in pavement
medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps
Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom
tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all
On the road to the riches, bitches not along

it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone
Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the
I'm the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac
Extendos in the back, lap?]
Got a that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap
Got a call from Skateboard, 'em up at Lax
Speaking skateboards, where at?
Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a back
2 Chainz!

on a nigga track
No lie, No Lie already got a
got a house, daughter got accounts
Just to think a nigga like me started with a
Bad and D-boys, we bring 'em out
If niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out
This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got
Go to the work at your residence
For
to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent
Riding the jungles in that mothafuckin'' elephant
That's a gray ghost, the ears on it
Swimming through the like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)
You I got that work on the foreman grill
the muthafuckas in, made another mill'
Got a nigga feeling like Clay
Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God that a nigga another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a bottle it let 'em spray