Luyện nghe bài hát B.A.R.

Fuckin' hoes we go
Taylor Gang, planes
Uh, they what I say
her keep count
What you other niggaz speak

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

I'm glad to be here, I been 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 float on (float on)
Float on, float on, on
And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and what I give (what I give)
What I get in is the money I earn, and the life I live (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 hire people to for me
If you her, then hide your bitch so you keep shorty
Ever fly
So much diamonds in my chain, sky mileage
I fell on a plane
And never up, and now I'm living a dream
Suckas hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king
They wanna comfortably, sippin on champagne
Real niggaz fuck with me, so drama is not a
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, roll this potent
Hotel so close to the
You can here the ocean
bitches can't breathe
Beware of them wit tattoo sleeves

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