Luyện nghe bài hát August 27th Flow

Play me pimping, man!
Yeah, tripping, stars, August 27th!
F-ck me, yeah!

May these hatin' ass niggas
Im a rich nigga still richer
Got up in my swisher
AX still hang from my pistol
Got Gucci sneaks on my
Freaky bitches all in my
Bad in my hot tub
And bad in between the sheets.
Twenty on my old school,
born up and Im riding
up with the bullshit
so much heat that I could start a
But I know I got money,
but I know I keep that
bitch Nigga to take my cake,
beat the bitch nigga Ike Tunner
"Come Tina!" Bitch!
Aint no money like your own money
Im never coming up got that long money
Im that paper before I leave the house
Just got the new Mercedes that aint out yet
up while Im driving, yeah bitch, Im just vibing
Big house all pimped out, back yall look a island
nigga, I get paid, bring your bitch out to my place!
Imma f-ck that today, tomorrow your bitch my maid, nigga!

your bitch my maid, nigga
Tomorrow your my maid, nigga
f-ck that bitch today, yeah hoe!
Tomorrow your bitch my maid,
Tomorrow bitch my maid, nigga
Yeah, yeah, hoe!
rapping, old niggas!
August 27th, tripping!
August 27th dead, stay tripping!
Hoe ass nigga!

Pimp shit, get lost ahead, get my heads!
Tell them haters dead
I dont f-ck with beef, I got bread!
Goose whipping, not
Fill ass up with hot leaf
Hit the club with some hoes like you just got shot dead!
All this money on my rolly, could have bought a
Imma wake up in the morning, and gon again
And the moneys my alarm
And Im to carry more guns than a pawn shop, nigga!
August 27th, tripping!