Luyện nghe bài hát Black Beatles (Remix)

[Intro: of 300]

[Hook: Sanders]

nowhere no heat
mad for whatever reason

Backshots, shawty's ass fat as

FGE these niggas so beneath us
Fly Guys No Surrender No

[Verse 1: of 300]
on my face I'm a inkhead
Mixing Henny with Rosé bitch I red
Like I'm blood thirsty, bad under me
Dime beavers but to me they fuck-worthy
Pill poppin' yeah they we some rollers
Told her not to it she let it control her
I'ma have her it 'til she tell me hold up
Give girl a spankin' and let you console her
All playa bitch, a pimp without the gators
All these ratchets with the
Drippin' bitches taste us
Stacking on a trip
Won't never let a hater us
one try me caught the vapors
Drop ya shit like hot
Bringing static I'm major
A by my paper
I'm leavin 'em I gas
Like I'm on my way up
the matches to the hater
On ya block I block ya
Like to play in but I rock out like a crater

[Verse 2:
Let her I'm in the city for the weekend
Hit the show do the most we leavin'
Act up and my niggas get to ay
Cut the roof off the coupe like the ay
Bad keep our music on repeat
Fly No Surrender No Re-treat
high tec, no weak drink

What in the world was I

They treat me and my amigos the
Fuckin' black beatles I'm the one goin' with
drums call me Ringo
No casino blow me like some candles on ya
Gold hangin' on my neck so she know I'm place, MOB

Jalyn Sanders]
Money, got it cash and
Never go without no heat
Haters mad for reason
Pop his top watch him fall (slowly)
Backshots, shawty's ass fat as
She me up down to do the whole team (whole team)
FGE these niggas so beneath us
Fly No Surrender No Retreat

[Verse 3: No
'Tigue man
I be flexin' look money when you see him
Ay I hit the and get it bustin' like yo BM
Ay after the show she a playa like a GM
Hit her from the back she say ooouuu I'm 3 M's
I like all my bitches thick, yeah deep
And check my pockets, yeah bitches thick
deep dish, broke out that rocket if a nigga
Want it yeah I shit
Don't gang bang, never been no lame on some G
I make all women fall but no leaves bitch
My flow sick, yeah my shit sick, this easy
Shoutout Kanye, I been rippin' yeah Yeezy
That's my money, don't fuck cash money like
I'm
Or I'm slidin' hoes just like live, yeah
On the up everyday like the horizon
No no but I do shits for I, yeah
Her fire, she eat me, Jambalaya

[Verse 4: Montana of

He think his bitch is a
That bitch went as a cheetah
His bitch on me cuz she see I'm fly as boy
Watch my dick slide in that pussy as hell boy

Rap God I'm a rock
line's a hot bar
Beef with me it's not
I let them Glocks spark
You'll get wet up pussy you are not hard

Big toaster his top up like a cop car
Give his top ten, he got hits like the pop charts

[Hook: Sanders]
Money, got it and Visa
Never go nowhere no heat
Haters mad for whatever
Pop his top him fall slowly (slowly)
Backshots, shawty's ass fat as
She serve me up down to do the team (whole team)
FGE these niggas so beneath us
Fly Guys No Surrender No