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 whole flashing
Ray whipping a McLaren right me, nigga, spun right past him
Thank God I'm
God but I probably spent a bank job on a ride
Black bubble, 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 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, everything just
Grammy-nominated on the album, now motherfuckers see the face
at me
I know these niggas is trippin', these are shoogin' me
down, bust down, bust down
Raphael, you do to me?
I the money at last
I need the money
me the money 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 still like, wait
Still sipping on tea
My dick giant Fifo, if you need know
singing in a C-Note like Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do
Did it for my niggas back
In a fiend house, selling on a trap phone in a crack home
Winter getting cold, had to go to grandma Lees
a jacket up out of Jack Jones
Rodger me get mad at the phone
bills, to the black phone, yeah
I had to to a tellers
Ain't really shit you could us
All of y'all is jealous, ah
Running through the check, upset
All of these is mad at me
Ten chains, buy ten rings on a look-alike swagged at me
I can't keep a girlfriend, too busy tryna make the bag
Cali girly throw it back at me in a back ally and a cat daddy,
I say bust down, bust
I feel dick, it's bitch
She touchdown, touchdown
Bitch, I'm up now, what
Fuck what you talkin' bout
That sound like us now
My shit sound like what

I'm prayin' that my exes don't get famous
Or on me with a rapper or an entertainer
Life in this business come these different dangers
You rather lie, tell me you still an
How you an angel?
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 you as a good girl
Triple flowin', trip returns,
night, call, I had sex off liquor
Trash bag of every dollar at the bar
That you 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 to get your rent paid
Tell them hoes throwin' shade, they should wear their shades
She gon' a thousand on a bad day
10 I was shippin', she ever take a half day
Just me down, was a pap boy
I did it to the fullest 'cause she to leave it half way
Hol' up, it, I can't, trust it
Fuckin' with you got me goin' way up out the
Pour a shot up, is for the last night
Last night, before I lost you to the fast

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