Luyện nghe bài hát Bands

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

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

[Chorus:
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my
I got thirty of them bands, make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The either 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 me all these bands
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all hands

2: Fenix]
I sip big juice but you niggas probably knew
I'm ridin' 'round with two straps, I'm wavy like a
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', forty bands off the back end
What happened? niggas talkin' 'til we spazzing
Poppin' it my nigga, you ain't really that action

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

[Chorus:
This ain't a Rock, this a money dance
And my ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a 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 talkin' reckless then we layin' all these hands