Luyện nghe bài hát B.B.W.W x Fake Show

Yeah, bought a new Wraith, last night, nearly crashed it
out on a highway, 720 in a Aspin
Bad bitch in the passenger, seen her life flashing
Ray whipping a McLaren right behind me, nigga, right past him
God I'm alive
Thank God but I probably spent a job on a ride
bubble, white Wraith, cost 19k, uh
But ain't none of my safe, uh
All you ain't safe, uh
Let me say it the bass, uh
All you ain't safe, uh
All you ain't safe, uh
First had me in the crib puttin' platinum plaques into place
Dropped Luv, went top hop club, everything grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now see the face
at me
I know these niggas is trippin', niggas are shoogin' me
Bust down, bust down, down
Raphael, you do to me?
I the money at last
I the money advance
Tell me the money is near, I ain't out the van
Key close, keep hoes by the G code
Got hoes in a G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z
I'm balling like D. Rose
I'm popping off Vevos
I'm still like, wait
Still sipping on tea
My dick giant like Fifo, if you need
Money singing in a C-Note Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do
Did it for my back home
In a fiend house, selling crack on a trap in a crack home
Winter time getting cold, had to go to Lees
Steal a jacket up out of Jack
tellin' me get mad at the phone
bills, switchin' to the phone, yeah
I had to to a tellers
Ain't shit you could tell us
All of niggas is jealous, ah
through the check, money upset
All of these is mad at me
Ten chains, buy ten rings on a nigga swagged at me
I keep a girlfriend, too busy tryna make the bag happy
Cali throw it back at me in a back ally and a cat daddy, yeah
I say bust down, bust
I feel dick, it's bitch
She gon' touchdown,
Bitch, I'm up now, now?
Fuck 'bout you talkin' bout
shit sound like us now
My shit sound like what

I'm prayin' that my don't ever get famous
Or on me with a rapper or an entertainer
Life in this come with these different dangers
You rather lie, tell me you still an
How you still an
You be lyin',
you just fuck niggas on me and
claim you see it from different
I see the
I find her crazy, shit, I know you as a good
Triple flowin', trip returns,
night, call, I had sex off liquor
Trash bag of every dollar at the bar
That you ain't down to up for these niggas, throwin' it up
You hate it when niggas gettin' dirty they ones
Ain't the reason why you 'bout to get them though
Ain't the reason why you to get your rent paid
Tell them hoes throwin' shade, should wear their best shades
She gon' make a on a bad day
10 I was shippin', she don't ever take a day
Just me down, was a pap boy
I did it to the fullest 'cause she hate to it half way
Hol' up, it, I can't, trust it
with you got me goin' way up out the budget
Pour a shot up, is for the last night
Last night, before I lost you to the fast

Good girl gone bad, you gon' do thing
to get the bag, gon' do your thing
If she ever do it, she do it for the bag
If she ever do it, she do it for the bag
Good girl bad, you go do your thing
Skinny girl in my
Anything to get the bag, go on do thing
She don't dance but she
If she ever do it, she do it for the bag
She do it for the money
If she do it, she gon' do it for the bag
She don't but she dance