Luyện nghe bài hát Black Beatles [Explicit]

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

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

so gone I'm not blinkin'
What in the was I thinkin'?
New day, new to be made
There is to explain
I'm a fuckin' black Beatle, cream seats in the
Rockin' John Lennon lenses, like to see 'em spread
a bitch to the club 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 think she

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 girls tryna get even
mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge
They lose it when the DJ drops the

Came in with two girls, like strippers in their real clothes
A broke ho can only point me to a ho
A yellow bitch green hair, a real weirdo
Black man, Lamb', red light go
They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side
There's so money on the floor we buyin' 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 your baby mama to a condo
Like Chapo servin' to the gringos
Black Beatle, close when I say so

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

a good teaser, and we blowin' reefer
Your body like a of art, baby
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 kill these haters
I had when 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 sedated
I can't worry a broke nigga or a hater
Black Beatle, bitch, me and McCartney related

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