Luyện nghe bài hát B.A.R.

Fuckin' everywhere we go
Taylor Gang, paper
Uh, they what I say
her keep count
What you other niggaz bout

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

I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so (so long, so long)
I finally found me a to float on (float on)
And I'ma on (float on)
on (float on)
And float on (float on)
Float on, on, float on
And I don't have much, but I'll 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 burn after (after rolling)
And float on, and on, and float on

2]
Talk numbers, I hire people to for me
If you love her, then hide bitch so you keep shorty
Ever fly
So much diamonds in my chain, sky mileage
I fell asleep on a
And never woke up, and now I'm living a
Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a
wanna live comfortably, sippin on champagne
Real niggaz with me, so drama is not a thing
I my momma the ocean
Told her anything to through the door to open the whole clip
I'm wit yo bitch smokin, let her keep the mid, roll this potent
so close to the water
You can even here the
Them bitches breathe
Beware of them niggaz wit sleeves

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