Luyện nghe bài hát Bands

[Chorus:
ain't a Milly 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 make a dance
And I'ma fuck a bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's 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 reckless so we all these hands
Bands bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the
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' the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas

1: Rob Vicious]
I need money, I weed, I need drank
Niggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm
These niggas tellin' stories but they be who we think
Talkin' like he ain't a pussy but he lyin' in 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 sellin'
Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga it's at

Ohgeesy]
This ain't a Milly Rock, a money dance
And my ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a dance
And I'ma fuck a bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly 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, what made me all these bands
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all hands

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

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

[Chorus:
This ain't a Milly Rock, a money dance
And my dick hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, make a stripper dance
And I'ma a nigga's bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's 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 these
Niggas talkin' hella reckless then we layin' all hands