Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful

I got a bad from Vogue
Told her strike a
Step to the side and look at them
That beautiful
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that beautiful
fountains, crib in the mountains
2-mile-long
Man, ho beautiful
I got a up in the sky
I fake it, I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that beautiful

Came up in the projects, dreamin' them mansions
Wit' the coke white walls, flow bowlin' balls
Murci' in my garage, course it is
Wake up to a ménage, they me a massage
Closet wit' designer, Donatella recliner
Suede headliner, all that in china
I ain't Sprite when I say I need soda
Bought my first Caprice, put in the motor
Bricks they was beautiful, yeah, Mona
The streets introduced me to money, nice to ya
Ray in these Ray Bans, why?
Yeah I touched them keys with hands?
If I die, me like Don Killuminati
Bury me on the left, right next to John
Play nothin' but Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, shit from nobody

I got a bad bitch Vogue
Told her a pose
Step to the and look at them thighs
That bitch
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, bitch beautiful
Champagne fountains, in the mountains
2-mile-long
Man, ho beautiful
I got a up in the sky
'Fore I it, I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that beautiful

Mirror, mirror, in my
Tell me which Lambo I should at the L'Ermitage
Pull up at the The Mirage, it's Phantom's and
Out here, taste, my car is camouflage
Speakin' of camouflage, RIP to
drove through Savannah, Georgia
That beautiful, and his .45 is unusual
Push your shit back like nail do cuticles
Snowman, tell niggas that we livin' it
yard like a soccer field, and we kickin' it
Sick condos, full of Rondos
wit' extended clips, long as El Segundo
Jeezy like Versace, so we out the mansion
Fuckin' European models, skin as Marilyn Manson
Came a way from a nigga first advancement
Test drive the new Bugatti, that bitch for ransom

I keep me a jet
Keep a black
Meal ticket wrapped in
bitch beautiful
Keep some rose on my arm
of Avion
FNH the drum
Man, bitch beautiful
Baby girl she out of
Smoove the powder
Tats on her neck, straight
This bitch
I got a up in the sky
'Fore I it, I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that beautiful

My Chevrolet a trey
Dade dopeboy, I'm talkin' heavyweight
I everyday
We the beef to get the money
We set examples for rich niggas in
My in the lobby
Bitches keep my ringin' (Boss!)
a nigga; Abe Lincoln
200 squares for the same
Out in LA, I'm with my main
on marble, got me trippin' on these pain killers
I'm the same, I never changed, nigga
Went from razorbladin' rocks, no holes in my socks
Fuck her a champ, got me livin' like I box
Sugar Ray Leonard, nigga, I just the drop
First nigga with the Wraith, the stars
Better me in my face, tell the tears' for my dogs
the same hoes, but we got them different cars
Ugh! Beautiful, are my

I got a bad bitch from
her strike a pose
Step to the side and look at thighs
That bitch
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that beautiful
Baby she out of Broward
with the powder
Tats on her neck, straight
bitch beautiful
I got a up in the sky
I fake it, I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that beautiful