Luyện nghe bài hát BBS

This gold BBS flow.
Nike air tags on your original IV's
Niggas is on your mans, and i'm rollin an Oh
em sleep, I don't need them suckas listening to me
Pack a for everything except the kitchen sink
Underneath witch I keep a set of Clippers
I could fix my line in before we go by them bitches
A quick something can't get the back
I don't know where I left my mirror, type of dilemmas will never hinder my jet living
We just so don't come around here, fake toughin'
after woman
Bossed up, all us, outside the club to tip drivers who pull our cars up.
The fuck you this was dawg, imma trill mother fucker after all.
Haters is dressed in safety nets encouraging my
Won't catch me there, but you can catch me on air my new shit premier
At whatever media outlet decide to it fair
Fuck dead pimpin' imma play the bear, grizzle
Seriously fish burn turn flip styles, furiously, this that 70's soul green Alchemistry, amen been a G since but he leaves lames big cuffin their jeans and their bitches I be these bird assholes, running circles around em, they rotisserie chickens
Love got a shovel in her hand I see you digging strike gold build your own coffin with it, dead ass, flick ashes on the girls in my tense
They us for the ones I was just fuckin
The for the one I was gonna get right back with
It's to get tangled in the stars, spangled, mangled in the night life, livin out my bars, dangerous.