Luyện nghe bài hát BBS

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