Luyện nghe bài hát Bands

[Chorus:
ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a in my pants
I got of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And fuck a nigga's bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, xans, that's made me all these bands
Niggas hella reckless so we layin' all these hands
Bands bands bands, all I about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I about drama
I'm finna get this money, it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the
Bands bands bands, all I about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about
I'm finna get this money, it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' all the llamas

[Verse 1: Rob
I money, I need weed, I need drank
Niggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm
These niggas tellin' stories but they don't be who we
Talkin' like he ain't a but he lyin' in your face
I been bossin' a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back
Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' rockin' black
P's gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin'
Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga where at

[Chorus:
This a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a dance
And I'ma fuck a nigga's bitch he nerdy, she a fan
The molly white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, xans, that's made me all these bands
Niggas hella reckless so we layin' all these hands

[Verse 2:
I sip big but you niggas probably knew that
I'm ridin' with two straps, I'm wavy like a durag
My see a lick, we finna hit it, niggas do that
I on my bitch, I'm 'bout to go and buy a new bag
You niggas almost made it but you didn't, too bad
I'm cashin', counted bands off the back end
What niggas talkin' reckless 'til we spazzing
Poppin' it my nigga, you ain't 'bout that action

[Verse 3: Kato]
Tell that bitch to send them codes now
I'm tryna get it, tryna get this shit gone right now, now
I juggin' off these phones like how
Nigga how you turn a cool hundred to a light thou, light
This shit regular baby, I to God (no cap)
No you can't with us lady, yo this the mob (bitch)
All my niggas ready like Freddy if it's a
Chop a nigga, now he up in the pot

[Chorus:
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a dance
And my dick ain't hard, a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a dance
And I'ma a nigga's bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, xans, that's what made me all bands
Niggas talkin' hella then we layin' all these hands