Luyện nghe bài hát Black Beatles

Black Beatles in the
Be back to confiscate the moneys
(Ear Drummers)
Rae Sremm, Guwop, WiLL!
I sent flowers, but you you didn't receive 'em
But you said you didn't 'em

That girl is a real crowd
Small world, all her know of me
Young bull livin' like an old
Quick release the cash, watch it slowly
girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for reason
in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ the needle

Getting so gone I'm not
in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new to be made
is nothin' to explain
I'm a fuckin' black Beatle, seats in the Regal
Rockin' John lenses, like to see 'em spread eagle
Took a bitch to the club and let her on the table
Screamin', "Everybody's famous!"
clockwork, I blow it all
And get more
Get you somebody that can do
Black got the babes belly rollin'
She think she love me, I she trollin'

That girl is a real pleaser
world, all her friends know of me
Young bull livin' an old geezer
release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still get even
Haters mad for reason
Smoke in the air, binge
They it when the DJ drops the needle

in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes
A ho can only point me to a rich ho
A yellow with green hair, a real weirdo
Black man, Lamb', red light go
They seen Guwop and them just came in through the side door
There's so much money on the floor we school clothes
Why you bring the money machine to the club
Pint of lean, of weed, and a kilo
I eurostep past a hater I'm Rondo
I upgrade baby mama to a condo
Like Chapo servin' to the gringos
Black Beatle, close when I say so

That girl is a real crowd
Small world, all her know of me
Young bull livin' an old geezer
Quick the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat still tryna get even
mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge
lose it when the DJ drops the needle

She's a good teaser, and we reefer
Your body like a work of art,
Don't fuck with me, I'll your heart, baby
D&G on me, I got a lot of
15 hundred on my feet, I'm tryna kill haters
I had haters when I was broke, I'm rich, I got haters
I had hoes I was broke, I'm rich, I'm still a player
I wear leather jackets like it's still the 80s
I've been blowin' OG Kush, I a lil' sedated
I can't worry a broke nigga or a hater
Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul related

That girl is a real crowd
world, all her friends know of me
Young bull like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it slowly
Frat girls still tryna get
Haters mad for reason
Smoke in the air, drinkin'
They lose it the DJ drops the needle