Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches

I why you mad, nigga, yeah
I why you mad, nigga
Beats, holla at me!

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Uh, I my neck like "bling"
My like "blau"
niggas jacking my flows and stealing my style
You niggas sounding so old, I'm looking now
I'm 'bout to cop a Bugatti, these niggas "How"?
I'm young and I get it
Biggest P on my
knockin', who is it?
My money come them bitches
'Cause bitches come with money
be looking funny
My bank account full of commas, and my pockets be full of
Bounce with me, smoke an ounce me
That nigga sellin' bricks? Tell him bring a house it
My nigga like a wide receiver, run a route it
He show you how to get it in and move it out it
I say, all my niggas bricks
My don't rap
I'm the only one spittin', my sell crack
Say, y'all that shit, oh I be in that Trap
Riding around with Mac, whoa

I'm gettin' money, I'm fucking
I got a hoe be on that fucking pole
And she be on that fuckin'
And that mean she fuckin' [?]

I bitches and money, I like money and bitches
Yeah she famous, we fuckin, but it none of yo business
All these niggas be hatin', I fuck with them niggas
I let them niggas keep hating, I on fucking they bitches, wassup