Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

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

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

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 in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi
Got two chains, two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true)
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw gloves on and beat another case
Fuck 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 and C-Murder
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 half price, no
You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas,
I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no
Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting K
And that's shit, no Will Smith, and no ?
But yellin'

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

I take my case to trial, hire the 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 niggas for help, favors I one on the shelf
I got rifles with lasers, swing it just the majors
Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in
Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael
Hoes settling for less, I 'em bottom shelf
Niggas tough on them and never did nothing at all
On the road to the riches, bitches not along

Unless it's ass in a thong, hit ass and I'm gone
my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome
I'm the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac
Extendos in the back, [gonna
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 him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back
2 Chainz!

Skateboard on a track
No lie, No Lie already got a
got a house, daughter got accounts
Just to think a nigga like me with a ounce
Bad bitches and D-boys, we 'em out
If niggas 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
to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent
Riding through the jungles in that mothafuckin''
That's a ghost, with the ears on it
Swimming through the hood like it got on it (Tell 'em!)
You know I got that work on the grill
Weigh the muthafuckas in, made mill'
Got a feeling like Cassius Clay
Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it his ass today

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