Luyện nghe bài hát Bitches N Marijuana

You can tell by the way I walk I got 'em
Bail any that I wanna
Got bitches 'n
I can tell by the way you that you a problem
Bail any that I wanna
Got bitches 'n

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 bunch of and a gold lighter
you on fire? You gon' need more fire
I tell her all you get like Street Fighter, nah
with me, yeah talk to me (yeah)
That body cold, game like a pawn to me
She wanna with me, kick it and vibe with me
I got that clip, fall asleep to the movie
Motherfuckin' goonies, Cartier
Coupe, no top, yeah, I off the coufy
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'usse, I'm
I might be right with my bitch in Jacuzzi
Right, nigga, right, nigga
I'ma knock pussy out, fight night, nigga
I'mma light it up, pass it to the nigga
Our bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas

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

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

You can by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I
Got bitches 'n
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

nigga way too groovy for the Grammys
Overseas panties, poppin' Xannies
Young nigga, grand for the gram, hot damn
Hit the curb the Benz, swerve
do no ticky to the blingy
I spending 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 when you fly, who a jet
She wanna move out to the
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 wanna on every scar huh
My money good, 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 girl I wanna
Got bitches 'n
I can tell by the way you move you a problem
Bail any that I wanna
Got bitches 'n
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches 'n