Luyện nghe bài hát Black Beatles (Remix)

[Intro: Montana of

[Hook: Jalyn

nowhere no heat
Haters mad for whatever

Backshots, ass fat as Serena

FGE other niggas so beneath us
Fly Guys No Surrender No

[Verse 1: Talley of
Tatted on my face I'm a
Mixing Henny with bitch I drink red
Like I'm thirsty, bad bitches under me
Dime beavers but to me only fuck-worthy
poppin' yeah they rockin' we some rollers
Told her not to it she let it control her
I'ma have her drop it 'til she tell me up
Give your girl a and let you console her
All around playa bitch, a pimp without the
All these ratchets with the
Drippin' bitches taste us
Stacking chips on a
Won't never let a hater us
one try me caught the vapors
Drop ya like hot potatoes
Bringing static like I'm
A addict by my
Yeah I'm '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 Vegas but I rock out a crater

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

in the world was I thinkin'?

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

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

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

[Verse 4: of 300]

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

Rap God I'm a star
line's a hot bar
Beef with me not smart
I will let Glocks spark
You'll get wet up nigga you are not hard

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

[Hook: Jalyn
Money, got it and Visa
Never go nowhere without no
Haters mad for reason
Pop his top him fall slowly (slowly)
Backshots, shawty's ass fat as
She serve me up down to do the whole (whole team)
FGE these other so beneath us
Fly Guys No No Retreat