Luyện nghe bài hát B.A.R.

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

1]
Lamborghini dreams, beach wishes
Poor bottles of champagne for my beach bitches
It ain't new to me, the boy I been bout
Throwin 100's on the floor, I her keep count
Nigga, in love wit what I say
Cuz I, really live the life you other speak bout
Got my camera man, he to do a movie for me
niggaz round us, down to do the shootin' for me
I'm ridin' wit my main bitch
She rollin' the joint, somethin' old school
She love me, we fuck and we in the zone
When some niggaz captain-save-it
I let her till 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 to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long)
I finally me a cloud to float on (float on)
And I'ma on (float on)
on (float on)
And float on (float on)
Float on, float on, on
And I don't have much, but I'll all I got and that's what I give (what I give)
I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I live (life I live)
I'm so gone as I after rolling (after rolling)
And float on, and float on, and on

2]
Talk numbers, I hire to speak for me
If you love her, then hide your bitch so you keep
Ever fly
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 me like I'm a king
They wanna comfortably, sippin on champagne
niggaz fuck with me, so drama is not a thing
I gave my the ocean
Told her 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 to the water
You can even here the
Them can't breathe
Beware of them wit tattoo sleeves

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