Luyện nghe bài hát Benz Friendz (Whatchutola)

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

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

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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These cars don't mean shit, these hoes don't shit
These clothes don't mean shit, these don't mean shit
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from the fabricated sabotages
Conversated with a goin' Lambo crazy
Bitch, you cut it, shawty, I'm 'bout to cut you off
Oh, you in Tahiti, I just seen you flaunt
Aye, tell that girl you to settle, whatchutola
Aye, see how she when you're no longer in your Bimmer
she find out that the Bentley wasn't really rented
Can you sell a kilo? a nigga move a kilo
Oh, you want the private jet to a flight to Rio
Can't no Maybach prevent a nigga makin' mula
Oh, you gold diggin' diggin' loser
Ain't none of my cars American, of Zamunda
have a heart-to-heart, drink wine, make art
of the Benzo, the AMG
Can you love a thug, is all believe
Pure fantasy, I see through it

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

I told the girl I'm to sell the Porsche, I'm tired of it
She go and told these folks I'm goin' broke, a poured
From my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only
Broken records from English, that's all it
Hol' up and if I were, why would you throw a
Affection is so when ballin'
Correction, hoes don't mean it when fallin'
I that's why Lois can't be with Clark Kent
Fly on a nigga back he Superman
But if I'm in a wheelchair, you still
Stop searchin' for words, I stupid, man
The shit is the Pittsburgh, I still
White button downs and scrubs
Had to write her birthday down because my sucks
But this shit comes back up like some acid
Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic
I was zippin' through the and I don't give a fuck
1994 Toyota Land because
That ain't never broke down on me, why would I do that to her?
Simple is it, symbolism, I'll pull up at a
And might not never buy a new car again, if I can it
Cause if I buy one then gon sell ten, then what I'm left with?
Throw a one on the strength, then we might could talk
Til' then, I'mma ride my 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 bitch I'on't give a about a Benz, bitch
And I don't want no bitch who need to that kind of friendship
I told that bitch I'on't give a about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch give a fuck about a Lamb, ho
I told that bitch I'on't 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 told that girl the truth
Say she the bitch I ever met, then show me some proof
These be droppin' these lies, these girls be makin' shit up
She don't stand in my line, she tryna come to the front

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

She's so,
I'm just enjoyin' life, I'm life, you know?
That worldwide pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy,
Pull up at girl crib bumpin' Lil' Boosie, yeah

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

These cars mean shit, these hoes don't mean shit
These clothes mean shit, these shows don't mean shit
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We these cars on the regular
This that I live is incredible
We gon be fly whenever, we gettin' forever
these foreign vehicles, can we still gon' be together?
me