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, her whole life flashing
Ray whipping a McLaren right me, nigga, spun right past him
Thank God I'm
Thank God but I spent a bank 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 single had me in the crib puttin' platinum plaques place
Luv, went top hop club, everything just grace
Grammy-nominated on the album, now motherfuckers 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 money at
I need the money
Tell me the money is near, I coming out the van
Key close, keep hoes by the G code
Got three in a G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z
I'm still balling like D.
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 like Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do
Did it for my back home
In a fiend house, selling on a trap phone in a crack home
time getting cold, had to go to grandma Lees
Steal a jacket up out of Jones
Rodger me get mad at the phone
bills, switchin' to the phone, yeah
I had to to a tellers
really shit you could tell 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 nigga look-alike at me
I can't a girlfriend, too busy tryna make the bag happy
Cali girly throw it at me in a back ally and a cat daddy, yeah
I say down, bust down
I feel dick, it's bitch
She gon' touchdown,
Bitch, I'm up now, what
'bout what you talkin' bout
That shit sound us now
My shit sound 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 different dangers
You lie, tell me you still an angel
How you an angel?
You be lyin',
you just some niggas on me and
claim you see it from angles
I see the
I find her crazy, shit, I know you as a good
flowin', trip returns, flipper
Last night, call, I had sex off
Trash bag of every dollar at the bar
That you down to pick up for these niggas, throwin' it up
You hate it when niggas dirty with they ones
Ain't the why you 'bout to get them Louboutins though
Ain't the reason why you to get your rent paid
Tell them hoes throwin' shade, they should wear their shades
She gon' make a 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
up, bust it, I can't, trust it
Fuckin' with you got me way up out the budget
Pour a up, this is for the last night
night, before I lost you to the fast life

Good girl gone bad, you do your thing
to get the bag, gon' do your thing
If she ever do it, she do it for the bag
If she do it, she gon' do it for the bag
Good girl gone bad, you go do thing
girl in my donk
Anything to get the bag, go on do thing
She dance but she dance
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