Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Friendz

I that bitch, I told that bitch
I told that bitch, I told that
Yeah, for the niggas with Benzes and the niggas without 'em
Scram, ho!

I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who need kind of nigga, scram, ho

These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't shit
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cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these don't mean shit
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Graduated the fabricated sabotages
Conversated with a lady Lambo crazy
Bitch, you better cut it, shawty, I'm to cut you off
Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just you flaunt
Aye, tell that girl you 'bout to settle,
Aye, see how she react you're no longer in your Bimmer
Then she find out that the wasn't really rented
Can you sell a kilo? Help a nigga a kilo
Oh, you the private jet to take a flight to Rio
Can't no Maybach prevent a nigga makin' mula
Oh, you diggin' diggin' graveyard loser
none of my cars American, King of Zamunda
Let's have a heart-to-heart, wine, make art
of the Benzo, the AMG
Can you a thug, is all make believe
Pure fantasy, I see it easily

I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz,
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho
And I want no bitch who need that kind of nigga, scram, ho

I told the girl I'm 'bout to the Porsche, I'm tired of it
She go and told these folks I'm broke, a smile poured
From my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only
Broken records broken English, that's all it
up and if I were, why would you throw a party?
Affection is so convenient when
Correction, these don't mean it when fallin'
I guess that's why Lois can't be with Clark
Fly on a nigga back he Superman
But if I'm in a wheelchair, you there?
Stop for words, I feel stupid, man
The shit is the Pittsburgh, I care
White button downs and scrubs
Had to write her birthday down my memory sucks
But this shit comes back up some acid reflux
Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic
I was zippin' through the city and I don't a fuck
1994 Toyota Cruiser because
That bitch ain't never broke down on me, why would I do to her?
Simple is it, symbolism, I'll up at a club
And might not buy a new car again, if I can help it
Cause if I buy one then they gon sell ten, then what I'm with?
Throw a nigga one on the strength, we might could talk
then, I'mma ride my fuckin' bike, or walk

I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who need to have that kind of
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who need kind of nigga, scram, ho

I told that girl, I that girl tell the truth
Say she the greatest bitch I ever met, then show me proof
These girls be droppin' these lies, these girls be makin' up
She wanna stand in my line, she tryna come to the front

Yeah, she her country but hate American cars
For the shape of them, he'll you know all of them bitches is foreign
If yellow seems to be the color in
What happens to all of this black pussy he keep ignorin'?
The told him don't shit rhyme with orange
The girl is only with him he's tourin'
go on angel, I don't blame you, don't hang yo head
I know survival for you, get it like an IOU

so, materialistic
I'm just enjoyin' life, I'm livin' life, you
That pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy, yeah
Pull up at girl crib bumpin' Lil' Boosie, yeah

I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
And I don't no bitch who need to have that kind of friendship
I told bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck a Lamb, ho
I told that I'on't give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no bitch who need kind of nigga, scram, ho

These cars don't mean shit, these don't mean shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these shows mean shit
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)

We drive these on the regular
This that I live is incredible
We gon be fly whenever, we gettin' forever
Without these foreign vehicles, can we gon' be together?
me