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

Yeah, bought a new white Wraith, night, nearly crashed it
out on a highway, 720 in a Aspin
Bad bitch in the passenger, seen her life flashing
Ray whipping a right behind me, nigga, spun right past him
Thank God I'm
Thank God but I probably spent a job on a ride
Black bubble, white Wraith, 19k, uh
But that 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 ain't safe, uh
First single had me in the crib puttin' plaques into place
Dropped Luv, top hop club, everything just 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 need the at last
I need the money
Tell me the money is near, I ain't out the van
Key close, gotta keep by the G code
Got three 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 on tea soles
My dick like 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
time getting cold, had to go to grandma Lees
Steal a up out of Jack 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 niggas is jealous, ah
Running through the check, money
All of niggas is mad at me
Ten chains, buy ten rings on a look-alike swagged at me
I can't a girlfriend, too busy tryna make the bag happy
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 your
She gon' touchdown,
Bitch, I'm up now, now?
Fuck what you talkin' bout
shit sound like us now
My shit sound like what

I'm prayin' that my don't ever get famous
Or flex on me a rapper or an entertainer
Life in this business with these different dangers
You lie, tell me you still an angel
How you an angel?
You be lyin',
you just fuck some on me and
claim you see it from different
I see the
I her crazy, shit, I know you as a good girl
Triple flowin', returns, flipper
night, call, I had sex off liquor
Trash bag full of every at the bar
you ain't down to pick up for these niggas, throwin' it up
You it when niggas gettin' dirty with they ones
Ain't the reason why you 'bout to get them though
the reason why you 'bout to get your rent paid
Tell them hoes throwin' shade, they should wear best shades
She gon' a thousand on a bad day
10 I was shippin', she don't ever a half day
Just me down, was a pap boy
I did it to the fullest 'cause she hate to it half way
up, bust 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
night, before I lost you to the fast life

Good gone bad, you gon' do your thing
Anything to get the bag, gon' do thing
If she ever do it, she 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 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 ever do it, she do it for the bag
She dance but she dance