Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches N Marijuana

You can tell by the way I walk I got 'em
Bail any girl that I
Got bitches 'n
I can tell by the way you move that you a
Bail any girl that I
Got 'n marijuana

I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches n

Ah, T-ballin',
Got a of pre-rolls and a gold lighter
Think you on fire? You gon' need fire
I tell her that's all you get like Fighter, nah
with me, yeah talk to me (yeah)
That cold, chess game like a pawn to me
She wanna with me, kick it and vibe with me
I got that long clip, asleep to the movie
Motherfuckin' goonies, Cartier
Coupe, no top, yeah, I took off the
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'usse, I'm
I might just be right with my bitch in
Right, nigga, gettin' right,
I'ma knock that pussy out, fight night,
I'mma light it up, pass it to the nigga
Our at the crib, don't invite niggas yeah

You can tell by the way I walk I got 'em (yeah)
Bail any girl I wanna
Got 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a
Bail any girl that I
Got 'n marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em (yeah)
Ooh, she bad, she do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got 'n marijuana

Pull up, got the fat
With some clean motherfuckers, no hood
we suited and booted, you know your bitch 'bout to toot it
She want love a nigga, that's a heart attack, Yack! 
Loud pack, give me all of
Don't be sending naked 'cause my phone tapped
Mas, duffel bag and a hundred racks
I snitch but I could show you where the money at, me nigga
It's here
Got girls and they all on my lap, with me nigga
Hell
You see the Lambo parked in the trap, that's me
I own it while you living on a nigga
I'm known to keep my on a leash nigga
I smoke it by the pound you talking 'bout
I dick your down then I walk it out

You can tell by the way I that I got 'em
any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n
I can tell by the way you that you a problem
Bail any girl that I
Got bitches 'n
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she bad, she do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got 'n marijuana

Grimy nigga way too for the Grammys
collecting panties, poppin' Xannies
Young nigga, grand for the gram, hot damn
Hit the curb with the Benz,
Rollie do no to the blingy
I hundreds or the fifties
Word the city I'm that niggy
But this month I made a
Another month another milli, man shit be gettin' silly
? you looking silly
Why you broke, go get a check, uh
And you fly, who need a jet
She move out to the west
She want them diamonds on her
And trees in the yard, wanna be's with a star
And get the to the car huh
And lick on every scar huh
My good, shit we buying off the bar right now, right now
Who got the weed now, right now

You can tell by the way I walk I got 'em
Bail any that I wanna
Got 'n marijuana
I can by the way you move that you a problem
Bail any girl that I
Got bitches 'n
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she bad, she do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches 'n