Luyện nghe bài hát Belly

Ah-ah-ah, hey
Run that back,

You niggas bogus, I see the
I used to yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' these vocals, labels think I it
Slippery wet paints, the are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold
The streets like a farm 'cause all we is horses
Let my face it, we done made 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 can't even smell me
Keep me a cup, I got a belly
20s on me, I call 'em green
my jeans, if not, they embellished
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 of this was handed
Worked all my life and now I it
Crawled up like a mouse, but I could never it
I got the sauce like jelly
Try me, you all get beheaded
I got the drip, call me Dripavelli
I him down, that nigga was my celly
Fuck you fuck niggas, never me heartless
Thank God, and got me, used to shop at Target
They cut out the coupe we hit the market
We don't pack our 'cause we gon' shop regardless
Backend, I'm in, paid up for the party
I done came a way from openin' up for Carti
Shades and my bracelets Cartier
Police's cases, all that we
The lean in my cup gettin' more and muddy
I shown all my love, I've never been a
Got color VLONE hoody
Just in the game and still I ain't no rookie
I got this sauce, and puddin'
I came the drip, got everybody lookin'
Cherish your blessings, easily could be
Send a front in, it's to get a book in

You niggas bogus, I see the
I used to sell yola, on Motorolla
Spittin' these vocals, think I wrote it
wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
Just the bank, I need a bag to hold this
The streets like a 'cause all we ride is horses
Let my face tell it, we done made a
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 happy, I bought them a mansion
I rock the fitted, but I don't be cappin' (Skrrt)
These denim like I just went campin'
They still can't believe that I it, they happy
I been gettin' money before I was
I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play the actors
No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no
My young nigga's solid, I that he got me
He keep his closed, I'ma buy him a foreign
Penthouse, hotel suite we're tourin'
How foreign my tint is, I rock the Jordan
out shows, love my fans, they 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 made me millions
Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm runnin' my
These came healthy, they cost me a 50
I leveled it up, been handlin' business
Gettin' 20 a night, day, different city
I just keep puttin' this syrup in my
the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee)
I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, (Yeah, yeah)

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