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 said you receive 'em
But you said you didn't 'em

That girl is a crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends of me
Young livin' like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it fall
Frat girls still get even
Haters mad for reason
in the air, binge drinking
They lose it the DJ drops the needle

so gone I'm not blinkin'
What in the was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be
There is to explain
I'm a fuckin' Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
Rockin' John Lennon lenses, like to see 'em spread
Took a bitch to the and let her party on the table
Screamin', "Everybody's famous!"
Like clockwork, I it all
And get some
Get you that can do both
Black got the babes belly rollin'
She think she love me, I she trollin'

That is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends of me
bull livin' like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, it fall slowly
girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever
Smoke in the air, drinkin'
lose it when the DJ drops the needle

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

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

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

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