Luyện nghe bài hát Black Beatles [Explicit]

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

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

Getting so I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I
New day, new money to be
is nothin' to explain
I'm a black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
Rockin' John lenses, like to see 'em spread eagle
Took a to the club and let her party on the table
Screamin', "Everybody's famous!"
clockwork, I blow it all
And get some
Get you somebody can do both
Beatles got the babes belly rollin'
She she love me, I think she trollin'

That girl is a real pleaser
Small world, all her know of me
Young livin' like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get
Haters mad for whatever
Smoke in the air, drinkin'
They 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 weirdo
Black man, yellow Lamb', red go
They seen that Guwop and them just came in the side door
There's so much on the floor we buyin' school clothes
Why you the money machine to the club for?
of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo
I eurostep a hater like I'm Rondo
I upgrade baby mama to a condo
Like Chapo servin' to the gringos
Black Beatle, club when I say so

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

She's a good teaser, and we reefer
Your like a work of art, baby
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 when 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 feel a lil'
I worry about a broke nigga or a hater
Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney

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