Luyện nghe bài hát B.A.R.

Fuckin' everywhere we go
Gang, paper planes
Uh, lovin' what I say
Tell her keep
What you other niggaz bout

1]
Lamborghini dreams, beach house
Poor bottles of champagne for my house bitches
It ain't new to me, the money boy I been
Throwin 100's on the floor, I her keep count
Nigga, in love wit what I say
Cuz I, really the life you other niggaz speak bout
Got my camera man, he to do a movie for me
Couple niggaz round us, down to do the for me
I'm still wit my main bitch
She the joint, somethin' old school playin'
She love me, we fuck and we in the fly-free
When some will captain-save-it
I let her shop till she drop
in her crib, wake up to decent pot plan
Jordan and a pear of polo socks, blazin'
Wit yo bitch, you wanna live this

I'm to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long)
I finally found me a cloud to on (float on)
And float on (float on)
on (float on)
And I'ma on (float on)
on, float on, float on
And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and that's I give (what I give)
What I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I (life I live)
I'm so as I burn after rolling (after rolling)
And float on, and on, and float on

2]
Talk numbers, I people to speak for me
If you love her, then hide bitch so you keep shorty
fly private
So much in my chain, hella sky mileage
I fell on a plane
And never woke up, and now I'm a dream
Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a
They live comfortably, sippin on champagne
niggaz fuck with me, so drama is not a thing
I gave my the ocean
Told her anything to come through the door to open the whole
I'm wit yo bitch smokin, let her keep the mid, I'ma roll potent
Hotel so to the water
You can even the ocean
bitches can't breathe
Beware of them niggaz wit sleeves

3]
Wanna smoke, cuz they that I keep flavors
Tell me how them niggaz lame
And she love the cool crowd, so she fuckin' the Taylors
Wear All-Stars and smoke
iPhone with no
Vibrate or on mode
Palm and bomb pre-rolls
The burnin, but the money just fold
I'm lookin at you niggaz face
Light another L, and pull the out the case
Niggaz try and fail, see me now they hate
Fly another plane, a different city, another
My change the forecast
As the team was half-baked class
Now I smoke joints wit others niggaz hoes, and this shit you after you roll