Luyện nghe bài hát AMAZON

(Taylor Michael, you crazy)
(Trauma Tone)

I'm the ship, my car extraterrestrial
Drop me a hit and then up a festival
My chick, she bad and confused, she
Stars in the Wraith got it looking
Thick a stallion, she ride like equestrian
My vibe is Black mixed with and Mexican
Invested in futures, made millions Amazon
R.I.P. Nip, I be burning on
Don't a bat, but I hit her like Barry Bonds
My pockets straight, so I don't need a title
Grow my own veggies, my yard is like
Breaking down zaza, I'm ten pounds a day
Rest in to all my niggas who passed away
jugging, I know this thе faster way
Clientele coming, they from miles away
Told my plug up, I need it right away

me up, Can you come catch a flight today?
Live to the fullest, I probably can die
I got that drip like a tidal wave
I'm a truth-seeker, so do not lie to me
Hit from the back, I'ma up her vertebrae
ATV, I'ma go ride on the today
When we in bed, she gon' drip, she gon' squirt
Bust me a jugg in the coupe and then away
Car push-to-start, I do not to turn a key
If you kill me, they gon' wipe out your family
Finna take over, but I had to plan this
Put her college, I got my own scholarship
these hits, but I don't get acknowledgement
Dropping gems, gotta put on my fellowship
Ain't got no class or no elegance
Damn, she so sexy, she pretty and

I'm whippin' the ship, my car
Drop me a hit and turn up a festival
My chick, she bad and confused, she
in the Wraith got it looking celestial
Thick like a stallion, she like equestrian
My vibe is Black with Arab and Mexican
Invested in futures, millions from Amazon
R.I.P. Nip, I be burning on

high, I do not have to medicate
Me and my got a bond, we don't separate
money course, sit down and educate
Go do a drill on the opps and celebrate
Go do a on the opps just to demonstrate
Ran up that bag, now my motherfuckin' straight
something that I cannot tolerate
Country boy coming to way from out of state
We know you soft, nigga, quit all acting tough
you was broke 'cause your money ain't adding up
I'm in the traphouse, I'm bagging zaza up
Do I want, nigga, I do not give a fuck
J Roc, he me, we whipping a Bentley truck
COVID done hit, so these niggas sick as fuck
Stacking all day, now my bank account big as
Two different strains, motherfuckin' mix 'em up

I'm whippin' the ship, my car
Drop me a hit and then turn up a
My chick, she bad and confused, she
Stars in the got it looking celestial
like a stallion, she ride like equestrian
My vibe is Black mixed with Arab and
Invested in futures, made millions from
R.I.P. Nip, I be burning on
Don't need a bat, but I hit her like Barry
My pockets straight, so I don't need a title
Grow my own veggies, my yard is Callaway
Breaking down zaza, I'm ten pounds a day
in peace to all my niggas who passed away
Internet jugging, I know this the way
Clientele coming, they driving from miles
Told my hurry up, I need it right away