Luyện nghe bài hát Belly

Ah-ah-ah, hey
Run back, Turbo

You niggas bogus, I see the
I used to yola, trap on Motorolla
these vocals, labels think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the coupes are
Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold
The streets like a farm all we ride is horses
Let my tell it, we done made a fortune
I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta

I got a bitch Keisha off of Belly
Police got dogs and they even smell me
Keep me a cup, I got a belly
20s on me, I call 'em green
Balmain my jeans, if not, they
Too many vibes, think I'm R. Kelly
PH in the sky, we got 'em
PJ in the sky and I don't wanna it
Creepin' at night, the VLONE
I prayed to the sky and none of this was
Worked all my life and now I it
Crawled up like a mouse, but I could never it
I got the sweetest sauce like
Try disrespect me, you all get
I got the drip, they call me
I held him down, that was my celly
Fuck you fuck niggas, 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 our bags 'cause we gon' shop regardless
Backend, I'm in, paid up for the party
I done came a long way from up for Carti
Shades and my bracelets Cartier
cases, all that we avoidin'
The lean in my cup more and more muddy
I all my love, I've never been a bully
Got every color hoody
Just jumped in the game and still I ain't no
I got this sauce, and puddin'
I came the drip, got everybody lookin'
Cherish blessings, easily could be tooken
Send a front in, easy to get a book in

You bogus, I see the imposers
I used to sell yola, trap on
these vocals, labels think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I need a bag to this
The streets like a farm 'cause all we is horses
Let my face it, we done made a fortune
I'm ridin' with my dawg and he gotta question

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

You bogus, I see the imposers
I used to yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' these vocals, labels I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the coupes are
Just the bank, I need a bag to hold this
The streets like a farm 'cause all we is horses
Let my face tell it, we done a fortune
I'm ridin' with my and he ain't gotta question (Uh)