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

Yeah, a new white Wraith, last night, nearly crashed it
out on a highway, 720 in a Aspin
Bad bitch in the passenger, her whole life flashing
Ray whipping a McLaren right behind me, nigga, spun past him
Thank God I'm
Thank God but I probably a bank job on a ride
Black bubble, white Wraith, 19k, uh
But ain't none of my safe, uh
All you rappers 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 crib puttin' platinum plaques place
Dropped Luv, went top hop club, just grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now see the face
at me
I know niggas is trippin', these niggas are shoogin' me
Bust down, bust down, bust
Raphael, you do to me?
I need the money at
I need the advance
me the money is near, I ain't coming 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 still like D. Rose
I'm popping off Vevos
I'm still looking like,
sipping on tea soles
My dick giant like Fifo, if you know
Money singing in a like Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do
Did it for my niggas home
In a fiend house, selling crack on a trap phone in a home
Winter time getting cold, had to go to Lees
Steal a up out of Jack Jones
Rodger tellin' me get mad at the
bills, to the black phone, yeah
I had to switch to a
Ain't really you could tell us
All of niggas is jealous, ah
Running the check, money upset
All of these is mad at me
Ten chains, buy ten rings on a nigga look-alike at me
I can't keep a girlfriend, too busy tryna make the bag
Cali girly it back at me in a back ally and a cat daddy, yeah
I say down, bust down
I feel dick, it's your
She gon' touchdown,
Bitch, I'm up now, what
Fuck what you talkin' bout
That shit sound us now
My sound like what now?

I'm that my exes don't ever get famous
Or flex on me with a or an entertainer
Life in this business come with these different
You lie, tell me you still an angel
How you an angel?
You be lyin',
you just fuck some on me and
you see it from different angles
I see the
I find her crazy, shit, I you as a good girl
Triple flowin', trip returns,
Last night, call, I had sex off
Trash bag full of every at the bar
That you down to pick up for these niggas, throwin' it up
You hate it when gettin' dirty with they ones
Ain't the reason why you 'bout to get Louboutins though
Ain't the reason why you 'bout to get your paid
Tell them hoes throwin' shade, they should 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, it, I can't, trust it
with you got me goin' way up out the budget
Pour a shot up, this is for the night
Last night, before I lost you to the fast

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