Luyện nghe bài hát BBS

This gold BBS flow.
Plastic Nike air tags on original IV's
is z'ed on your mans, and i'm rollin an Oh
Leave em sleep, I don't need them listening to me
Pack a bong for except the kitchen sink
Underneath witch I keep a set of Andy's
I could fix my in before we go over by them bitches
A quick little something can't get the
I don't know where I my hand mirror, type of dilemmas will never hinder my jet living
We just so don't come around here, fake toughin'
Runnin' woman
Bossed up, all us, outside the club waiting to tip drivers who pull our up.
The fuck you thought this was dawg, imma mother fucker after all.
Haters is dressed in safety nets encouraging my
Won't catch me there, but you can catch me on air when my new shit
At media outlet decide to play it fair
Fuck playin' dead pimpin' 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 cookin these bird assholes, running circles around em, rotisserie chickens
Love got a shovel in her I see you digging strike gold build your own coffin with it, dead ass, flick ashes on the girls in my past tense
They us for the ones I was just fuckin
The crib for the one I was gonna get right with
It's easy to get tangled in the stars, spangled, in the night life, livin out my bars, dangerous.