Luyện nghe bài hát B Boyz

Verse 1: Kendrick
Talk it, make em talk about it
Life to me is currency, I got it
And your life to me is lifeless like its livin' on support
I license everything in my wallet, lightest boy the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel your ego next to me and violence
Next to me is no one, I'm one of one
And I musta won from anybody who had it or better yet forgot it
Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac in the back of a
With a latch on the back of the
Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back, till he's off
And I'm back in the front of the front of the future when you are talent
And I'm in the back in the back of the block a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
on the block key watch for the block or whatever
And cut no cut more guns more guts fuck boy you fucked up you fucked considerin' you drownin'
Die in a with a date with a catfish back flip head first smilin'
C-cry in the face of Jesus we just we keep on stylin'
On you bitches TDE YMCMB bitch

[Verse 2: Ace
Okay nigga riding in a May-be, and I'm with baby
Dont talk nigga you pay me, intercept your bitch like Bailey
Okay big money on this side, 100 grand for the whip my bitch
Need a new safe money getting too high, dead presidents all in my
Boy I swear nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
cop me an Aston, Martin on 'em
Anything I drive I own 'em, bad bitch and that ass normal
Gotta put that pound on her, beat it up she deep in a coma
I'm paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to
What it do Berg, my brother
Keep that pistol by me like my momma
Hot as the summer, cold as the
Stay on them charts, I heard that plotting my timber
nigga, got a lot of flows
Any nigga believe me, I make it look easy easy out of control

3: Birdman]
Box full of choppers, hand on the
gangsta, get it how we get it
Third soldier, suicide rider
minded, hundred mill on the counter
Hand rug nigga, flame on the Bugatti
Louboutin, Chanel for my models
Higher Bugatti nigga, fishing on the fish scales
Nose diving for them hundreds, up making mail
than I been before
Higher than we been, shining on them 24s
Junior doing ho
On the ho, while he doing time ho

Mack Maine]
Ya know!
The time is money and money was made baby
months aint stop nothing nigga
Its like jail was base and my lil nigga still came home, ya understand

4: Mack Maine]
Im from the hood where hold coke in they baby diapers
Thats why when the babies up damn they be like us
I came a long ways rhyming up in crazy cyphers
Man Im so my lil brother came home from Rikers
Shout out to BP, Thugga, Flow and Boy?]
My flow Lucifer, I hell boy
My heart numb, aint no pain I cant
And I hold my niggas down boy like a
Get off my nuts, stop acting a bitch fam
Lil nigga finish puberty, grow ya own damn
I went watching time fly on Earl and Red porch
To cruising through the streets of Miami in a red
Me and Stunna fly, we join the Air Force
Stand up niggas, the fuck you them chairs for?
I went from making money from people with habits
To thanking God Im in a whole nother tax