Luyện nghe bài hát Belly

Ah-ah-ah, hey
Run back, Turbo

You niggas bogus, I see the
I to sell yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' these vocals, labels I wrote it
wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I need a bag to this
The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is
Let my face tell it, we done a fortune
I'm ridin' with my and he ain't gotta question

I got a bitch like off of Belly
Police got dogs and they can't smell me
me a cup, I got a lean belly
20s on me, I 'em green relish
Balmain my jeans, if not, they
Too many vibes, they I'm R. Kelly
PH in the sky, we got 'em
PJ in the sky and I don't land it
Creepin' at night, the bandit
I prayed to the sky and none of this was
Worked all my and now I understand it
Crawled up like a mouse, but I could tell it
I got the sweetest sauce like
Try me, you all get beheaded
I got the drip, they call me
I held him down, that was my celly
Fuck you niggas, never made me heartless
Thank God, came and got me, to shop at Target
They cut out the coupe before we hit the
We don't pack our bags 'cause we gon' shop
Backend, I'm in, paid up for the party
I done came a way from openin' up for Carti
Shades and my Cartier Carti
cases, all that we avoidin'
The lean in my cup gettin' and more muddy
I shown all my love, I've never been a
Got color VLONE hoody
Just jumped in the game and I ain't no rookie
I got this sauce, cream and
I with the drip, got everybody lookin'
Cherish blessings, easily could be tooken
Send a in, it's easy to get a book in

You bogus, I see the imposers
I to sell yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' vocals, labels think I wrote it
wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I need a bag to this
The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is
Let my face it, we done made a fortune
I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta

Yeah, cash all my backends, I bought me a
to cabbage, the money relax me
My mom and them happy, I bought a mansion
I still rock the fitted, but I be cappin' (Skrrt)
These camouflage denim I just went campin'
They still can't believe I made it, they happy
I been gettin' money I was rappin'
I'm in the Wraith like I play with the actors
No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no
My young nigga's solid, I know he got me
He his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a foreign
Penthouse, hotel suite we're tourin'
How foreign my tint is, I still rock the
Packin' out shows, love my fans, they
And I'm still in the trap, in the like a motor
Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my
I just started rappin', I me some millions
Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm runnin' my
These came healthy, they cost me a 50
I leveled it up, been handlin' business
20 a night, every day, different city
I just keep puttin' syrup in my kidneys
the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee)
I got with me, rockin' VLONE, Supreme (Yeah, yeah)

You bogus, I see the imposers
I to sell yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' these vocals, think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the coupes are
Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold
The streets like a 'cause all we ride is horses
Let my tell it, we done made a fortune
I'm ridin' with my dawg and he gotta question (Uh)