Luyện nghe bài hát Ali Bomaye

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

Yeah another one 'cause I'm winnin'
And my door looking real photogenic
Jam on the tire, in threads that won't expire
I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got
Money getting long, pussy rate keep
Versace cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it the weak hours
Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no and sour
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 wanna 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, pimpin' that's slick
Got a bottle of cologne cost more than your rent

y'all mad at me for
Got a black card, and a phantom
With a bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)
Got a thick in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi
Got two chains, they two-tone, two racks, no lie (true)
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
I'm to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyer threw gloves on and beat another case
y'all mad at me for, 'cause my belt 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 and C-Murder
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see
And my AR see murders, that's nigga no burgers
I'm insane and you Usain, better turn on them burners
Got ?, ?
Got dope to sell in hotel, no half price, no retail
You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas,
I'm on the block 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 yellin'

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

I take my case to trial, hire the Team
Robbie Kardashian, Cochran, I seen things
I big, I think sharp
smoke, Hawaiian tree bark
Humble yourself, you not a G, it one with yourself
Run to for help, favors I keep one on the shelf
I got rifles with lasers, it just like the majors
Hit you right above navel, now you in pavement
Gold medals on my neck, I call it Phelps
settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf
Niggas tough on 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 and I'm flashing the chrome
I'm the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac
in the back, [gonna lap?]
Got a bitch that look like 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 already got a
Mama got a house, got accounts
Just to think a nigga like me started with a
Bad and D-boys, we bring 'em out
If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we 'em out
This the of ghetto intelligence, if you got work
Go to work the work at residence
For
Word to Muhammad, that beam is heaven-sent
through the jungles in that mothafuckin'' elephant
That's a gray ghost, the ears on it
Swimming the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!)
You I got that work on the foreman grill
Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another
Got a nigga feeling like Cassius
Thrilla in Manilla, nigga it whip his ass today

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