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
wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
Just the bank, I need a bag to hold this
The streets like a farm all we ride is horses
Let my face tell it, we made a fortune
I'm with my dawg and he ain't gotta question

I got a bitch like Keisha off of
Police got dogs and can't even smell me
me a cup, I got a lean belly
20s on me, I 'em green relish
Balmain my jeans, if not, 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
Creepin' at night, the VLONE
I prayed to the sky and none of this was
all my life and now I understand it
Crawled up like a mouse, but I could tell it
I got the sweetest sauce jelly
Try me, you all get beheaded
I got the drip, they call me
I him down, that nigga was my celly
you fuck niggas, never made me heartless
Thank God, and got me, used to shop at Target
They cut out the coupe before we hit the
We don't pack our bags we gon' shop regardless
Backend, I'm in, paid up for the party
I done came a long way from openin' up for
Shades and my bracelets Carti
Police's cases, all we avoidin'
The in my cup gettin' more and more muddy
I all my love, I've never been a bully
Got every VLONE hoody
Just jumped in the game and I ain't no rookie
I got this sauce, cream and
I came with the drip, got lookin'
Cherish your blessings, easily could be
Send a front in, it's easy to get a in

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

Yeah, cash all my backends, I me a Patek
Addicted to cabbage, the relax me
My mom and them happy, I bought them a
I still rock the fitted, but I don't be (Skrrt)
These camouflage denim like I just campin'
They still believe that I made it, they happy
I been gettin' before I was rappin'
I'm in the Wraith like I play with 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 tourin'
How foreign my is, I still rock the Jordan
Packin' out shows, love my fans, important
And I'm still in the trap, in the like a motor
Spend thousands on fragrance, she my odor
I just started rappin', I made me millions
Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm my city
These bracelets came healthy, they me a 50
I leveled it up, I've handlin' business
20 a night, every day, different city
I just keep puttin' this syrup in my
This the big one, boy, not the Jubilee (Jubilee)
I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, (Yeah, yeah)

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