Luyện nghe bài hát Black Beatles (Remix)

[Intro: of 300]

[Hook: Jalyn

without no heat
Haters mad for whatever

Backshots, ass fat as Serena

FGE these other niggas so us
Fly No Surrender No Retreat

[Verse 1: Talley of
Tatted on my I'm a inkhead
Mixing Henny with bitch I drink red
I'm blood thirsty, bad bitches under me
Dime beavers but to me only fuck-worthy
Pill poppin' yeah rockin' we some rollers
Told her not to it she let it control her
I'ma have her drop it 'til she me hold up
Give your girl a and let you console her
All around playa bitch, a without the gators
All ratchets with the flavors
Drippin' bitches taste us
Stacking chips on a
Won't never let a take us
Last one try me caught the
Drop ya shit hot potatoes
Bringing like I'm major
A by my paper
Yeah I'm 'em I gas
Like I'm on my way up
Bring the to the hater
On ya block I ya later
to play in Vegas 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 then we
Act up and my niggas get to ay
Cut the roof off the coupe like the ay
Bad hoes keep our music on
Fly Guys No No Re-treat
Only high tec, no weak

in the world was I thinkin'?

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

[Hook: Jalyn
Money, got it and Visa
go nowhere without no heat
Haters mad for whatever
Pop his top watch him slowly (slowly)
Backshots, shawty's ass fat as
She serve me up down to do the whole (whole team)
FGE these niggas so beneath us
Fly Guys No No Retreat

3: No Fatigue]
'Tigue man
I be flexin' look like when you see him
Ay I hit the stage and get it like yo BM
Ay the show she choose 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 them thick
Looking deep dish, broke out that rocket if a
it yeah I beep shit
Don't gang bang, never no lame on some G shit
I make all these women but no leaves bitch
My flow sick, yeah my shit sick, this shit
Shoutout Kanye, I been shit yeah Yeezy
my money, don't fuck with cash money like
I'm
Or I'm slidin' hoes goin' just live, yeah
On the come up everyday the horizon
No no but I do shits for I, yeah
Her head fire, she eat me,

[Verse 4: of 300]

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

Rap God I'm a star
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 light 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
mad for whatever reason
Pop his top watch him slowly (slowly)
Backshots, ass fat as Serena
She serve me up to do the whole team (whole team)
FGE these other so beneath us
Fly No Surrender No Retreat