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
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 a farm 'cause all we ride is horses
Let my face tell it, we done made a
I'm ridin' with my and he ain't gotta question

I got a bitch like off of Belly
got dogs and they can't even smell me
Keep me a cup, I got a lean
20s on me, I call 'em relish
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
at night, the VLONE bandit
I prayed to the sky and none of was handed
all my life and now I understand it
Crawled up like a mouse, but I never tell it
I got the sweetest sauce jelly
Try disrespect me, you all get
I got the drip, call me Dripavelli
I held him down, nigga was my celly
Fuck you fuck niggas, made me heartless
Thank God, came and got me, to shop at Target
They cut out the before we hit the market
We don't pack our 'cause we gon' shop regardless
Backend, I'm back in, paid up for the
I done came a long way from up for Carti
and my bracelets Cartier Carti
Police's cases, all we avoidin'
The lean in my cup gettin' and more muddy
I shown all my love, never been a bully
Got color VLONE hoody
Just jumped in the game and still I no rookie
I got sauce, cream and puddin'
I came with the drip, got everybody
your blessings, easily could be tooken
Send a front in, it's easy to get a in

You bogus, I see the imposers
I used to sell yola, on Motorolla
Spittin' vocals, labels think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I a bag to hold 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 and he ain't gotta question

Yeah, all my backends, I bought me a Patek
to cabbage, the money relax me
My mom and happy, I bought them a mansion
I still rock the fitted, but I be cappin' (Skrrt)
These camouflage denim I just went campin'
They still believe that I made it, they happy
I been gettin' before I was rappin'
I'm ridin' in the like I play with the actors
No pleadin', arraignment, ain't no charges
My young nigga's solid, I that 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 like a
Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my
I just started rappin', I me some millions
Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm my city
bracelets came healthy, they cost me a 50
I it up, I've been handlin' business
Gettin' 20 a night, day, different city
I just puttin' 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 to sell yola, trap on Motorolla
these vocals, labels think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the coupes are
Just the bank, I need a bag to hold this
The streets like a 'cause all we ride is horses
Let my tell it, we done made a fortune
I'm ridin' with my and he ain't gotta question (Uh)