Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful

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

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

I got a bad bitch Vogue
Told her strike a
Step to the side and at them thighs
bitch beautiful
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that bitch
fountains, crib in the mountains
2-mile-long
Man, that ho
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 Lambo I should park at the L'Ermitage
Pull up at the The Mirage, it's and Mazi's
Out here, taste, my car is camouflage
Speakin' of camouflage, RIP to
drove through Savannah, Georgia
That shit beautiful, and his .45 is
Push your back like nail shops do cuticles
Snowman, tell these niggas we livin' it
Front yard like a soccer field, and we it
Sick condos, pockets of Rondos
Choppers wit' clips, long as El Segundo
Jeezy like Versace, so we out the mansion
Fuckin' European models, skin white as Manson
a long way from a nigga first advancement
Test drive the new Bugatti, hold that bitch for

I keep me a jet
Keep a black
ticket wrapped in plastic
That beautiful
Keep rose gold on my arm
Bottle of
FNH with the
Man, bitch beautiful
girl she out of Broward
Smoove with the
Tats on her neck, checks
bitch beautiful
I got a up in the sky
I fake it, I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, bitch 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 killers in the
Bitches keep my name (Boss!)
Execute a Abe Lincoln
200 squares for the ticket
Out in LA, I'm my main bitches
Tiptoein' on marble, got me trippin' on these killers
I'm the same, I never changed, nigga
Went from razorbladin' rocks, no more holes in my
Fuck her like a champ, got me like I box
Ray Leonard, nigga, I just want the drop
First nigga with the Wraith, the stars
Better look me in my face, tell the tears' for my
Fuckin' the hoes, but we got them different cars
Ugh! Beautiful, are my

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