Luyện nghe bài hát Belly

Ah-ah-ah, hey
Run back, Turbo

You niggas bogus, I see the
I used to sell yola, on Motorolla
Spittin' vocals, labels think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the are candy-coated
Just the bank, I need a bag to hold this
The streets a farm 'cause 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 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, think I'm R. Kelly
PH in the sky, we got 'em
PJ in the sky and I wanna land it
at night, the VLONE bandit
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 never tell it
I got the sweetest sauce like
Try disrespect me, you all get
I got the drip, they me Dripavelli
I held him down, that was my celly
Fuck you fuck niggas, never made me
Thank God, came and got me, used to at Target
They cut out the coupe before we hit the
We don't pack our bags 'cause we gon' regardless
Backend, I'm back in, paid up for the
I done a long way from openin' 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, I've been a bully
Got color VLONE hoody
Just jumped in the and still I ain't no rookie
I got this sauce, and puddin'
I came with the drip, got lookin'
Cherish your blessings, could be tooken
Send a front in, easy to get a book in

You bogus, I see the imposers
I used to yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' these vocals, think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold
The like 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

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 don't be (Skrrt)
These camouflage like I just went campin'
They still can't believe that I it, they happy
I been gettin' money I was rappin'
I'm ridin' in the Wraith I play with the actors
No pleadin', arraignment, takin' no charges
My young solid, I know that he got me
He keep his closed, I'ma buy him a foreign
Penthouse, hotel whenever we're tourin'
How foreign my tint is, I still rock the
Packin' out shows, love my fans, important
And I'm still in the trap, in the hood a motor
Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my
I just started rappin', I me some millions
Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm my city
These came healthy, they cost me a 50
I it up, I've been 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 with me, rockin' VLONE, Supreme (Yeah, yeah)

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 a bag to hold this
The streets a farm 'cause 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 (Uh)