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

Yeah, bought a new white Wraith, night, nearly crashed it
Spinning out on a highway, 720 in a
Bad bitch in the passenger, seen her life flashing
Ray whipping a McLaren behind me, nigga, spun right past him
Thank God I'm
Thank God but I spent a bank job on a ride
Black bubble, Wraith, cost 19k, uh
But that ain't of my safe, uh
All you ain't safe, uh
Let me say it the bass, uh
All you rappers safe, uh
All you singers safe, uh
First single had me in the puttin' platinum plaques into place
Dropped Luv, went top hop club, just grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now see the face
at me
I know these is trippin', these niggas are shoogin' me
Bust down, bust down, bust
Raphael, you do to me?
I the money at last
I need the advance
Tell me the is near, I ain't coming out the van
Key close, gotta hoes by the G code
Got hoes in a G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z
I'm still like D. Rose
I'm still popping off
I'm looking like, wait
sipping on tea soles
My dick like Fifo, if you need know
Money singing in a C-Note Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do
Did it for my back home
In a fiend house, crack on a trap phone in a crack home
Winter getting cold, had to go to grandma Lees
Steal a jacket up out of Jones
Rodger tellin' me get mad at the
bills, switchin' to the phone, yeah
I had to switch to a
really shit you could tell us
All of y'all is jealous, ah
Running through the check, upset
All of niggas is mad at me
Ten chains, buy ten on a nigga look-alike swagged at me
I can't keep a girlfriend, too busy tryna make the bag
girly throw it back at me in a back ally and a cat daddy, yeah
I say bust down, bust
I feel dick, your bitch
She touchdown, touchdown
Bitch, I'm up now, what
Fuck what you talkin' bout
That shit sound us now
My sound like what now?

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

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