Luyện nghe bài hát B.A.R.

Fuckin' everywhere we go
Taylor Gang, planes
Uh, they what I say
Tell her keep
What you niggaz speak bout

1]
Lamborghini dreams, beach wishes
bottles of champagne for my beach house bitches
It ain't new to me, the boy I been bout
Throwin 100's on the floor, I tell her keep
Nigga, they in love wit 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 ridin' wit my main bitch
She rollin' the joint, somethin' old school
She me, we fuck and we in the fly-free zone
When niggaz will captain-save-it
I let her shop she drop dead
Sleepin' in her crib, wake up to decent pot
Jordan and a pear of polo socks, blazin'
Wit yo bitch, you live smoke this

I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so (so long, so long)
I finally found me a cloud to on (float on)
And float on (float on)
on (float on)
And float on (float on)
Float on, float on, on
And I don't have much, but take all I got and that's what 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 gone as I after rolling (after rolling)
And on, and float on, and float on

2]
Talk numbers, I hire people to for me
If you love her, then your bitch so you keep shorty
Ever fly
So much in my chain, hella sky mileage
I fell on a plane
And woke up, and now I'm living a dream
Suckas hate hard, treat me like I'm a king
They live comfortably, sippin on champagne
Real niggaz fuck with me, so drama is not a
I my momma the ocean
her anything to come through the door to open the whole clip
I'm wit yo bitch smokin, let her keep the mid, I'ma roll potent
Hotel so close to the
You can even here the
Them can't breathe
Beware of them niggaz wit sleeves

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