Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

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

Yeah another one 'cause I'm winnin'
And my four door looking real
Jam ''em on the tire, in that won't expire
I'm in a class of my own, my got fired
Money getting long, rate keep rising
outfit cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it from the weak
that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour
First you get the power, then you get
I'm getting so much money I can buy ya
Take it how you wanna, if you wanna it
I like clubs where all the working naked
Fell in love with a what the fuck I'm thinking
that ho a ring it was for her pinky
Uhn, that's pimpin' slick
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your

y'all mad at me for
Got a black card, and a phantom
a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)
Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a in the Chi
Got two chains, two-tone, two hundred 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 on and beat another case
Fuck y'all mad at me for, 'cause my got two G's on it
Her belt got two C's on it, my daughter's got D's on it
Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see
And my AR see murders, that's beef no burgers
I'm insane and you Usain, better turn on them burners
Got ?, ?
Got dope to sell in this hotel, no price, no retail
You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas,
I'm on the like D 12, I got the white, no D-12
a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K
And real shit, no Will Smith, and no ?
But yellin'

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

Unless ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone
Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm the chrome
I'm waving the Tec, Tity the Mac
Extendos in the back, [gonna
Got a bitch that like Laila Ali sitting in my lap
Got a from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax
skateboards, where Tune at?
Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga
2 Chainz!

Skateboard on a nigga
No lie, No Lie got a plaque
Mama got a house, got accounts
Just to think a nigga like me started 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 work the work at residence
For
Word to Muhammad, triple beam is heaven-sent
Riding through the jungles in mothafuckin'' elephant
a gray ghost, with the ears on it
Swimming through the hood it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)
You I got that work on the foreman grill
Weigh the muthafuckas in, made mill'
Got a feeling like Cassius Clay
in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today

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