Luyện nghe bài hát B Boyz

Verse 1: Lamar]
Talk about it, make em talk 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, boy with the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel park 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
in the back of a 'Lac with a mac in the back of a 'Lac
With a on the back of the trunk
Hit a punk in the with a pump in the back, till he's off balance
And I'm back in the front of the of the future when you are mentioning talent
And I'm in the back in the back of the block with a cop cop anybody's allowance
Iraq on the block key watch for the block or
And cut no cut more guns more guts fuck boy you fucked up twice you fucked considerin' you
Die in a lake with a date with a catfish back flip head smilin'
C-cry in the of Jesus we just pray we keep on stylin'
On you bitches TDE YMCMB bitch

[Verse 2: Ace
Okay nigga in a May-be, and I'm probably with baby
Dont nigga fuck 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 getting too high, dead presidents all in my Levis
Boy I this nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
Might cop me an Aston, on 'em
Anything I I own 'em, bad bitch and that ass ain't normal
Gotta put that pound game on her, it up she deep in a coma
I'm paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to
it do Berg, my fuckin' brother
Keep that pistol by me like my momma
Hot as the summer, as the winter
Stay on them charts, I heard they plotting my timber
nigga, got a lot of flows
Any nigga believe me, I make it look easy easy out of control

[Verse 3:
Box full of choppers, on the trigger
gangsta, get it how we get it
Third Ward soldier, rider
minded, hundred mill on the counter
Hand rug nigga, flame on the Bugatti
Christian Louboutin, Chanel for my
Higher than nigga, fishing on the fish scales
Nose diving for them hundreds, strapped up making
Fr-fresher I been before
Higher we even been, shining on them 24s
doing time ho
On the grind ho, while he doing ho

[Interlude: Maine]
Ya know!
The is money and money still was made baby
Eight months aint stop nigga
Its like jail was third and my lil nigga still came home, ya understand

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