Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

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

Yeah Roll another one I'm winnin'
And my four looking real photogenic
Jam ''em on the tire, in threads that expire
I'm in a class of my own, my got fired
Money getting long, pussy keep rising
outfit cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it from the weak
Selling that chicken no pepper, no sweet and sour
First you get the power, you get respect
I'm getting so money I can buy ya bitch
it how you wanna, if you wanna take it
I like where all the women working naked
Fell in with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking
Bought ho a ring it was for her pinky
Uhn, that's pimpin' slick
Got a bottle of cologne cost more than your rent

y'all mad at me for
Got a card, and a black phantom
With a bitch in Idaho, I do the same 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 in the jungle in these new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another
y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt got two G's on it
Her belt got two C's on it, my stroller got D's on it
Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to you'll see murders
And my AR see murders, that's beef no burgers
I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on burners
Got ?, ?
Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no
You a nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell
I'm on the block D 12, I got the white, no D-12
Like a little nigga in Africa, I was toting that K
And real shit, no Will Smith, and no ?
But they

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

I my case to trial, hire the Dream Team
Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen
I big, I think sharp
Inhale smoke, Hawaiian bark
Humble yourself, you not a G, it one with yourself
Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the
I got rifles lasers, swing it just like the majors
Hit you above navel, now you swimming in pavement
Gold on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps
settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf
Niggas tough on them blogs and did nothing at all
On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging

Unless it's ass in a thong, hit ass and I'm gone
Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm the chrome
I'm waving the Tec, spraying the Mac
in the back, [gonna lap?]
Got a bitch that look like Ali sitting in my lap
Got a call Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax
Speaking skateboards, Tune at?
Fuck him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back
2 Chainz!

Skateboard on a track
No lie, No Lie already got a
Mama got a house, got accounts
to think a nigga like me started with a ounce
Bad bitches and D-boys, we 'em out
If them pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out
This the voice of intelligence, if you got work
Go to the work at your residence
For
Word to Muhammad, that beam is heaven-sent
Riding through the jungles in mothafuckin'' elephant
That's a gray ghost, with the on it
through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)
You know I got that on the foreman grill
Weigh the in, made another mill'
Got a nigga like Cassius Clay
Thrilla in Manilla, nigga it whip his ass today

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