Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bill Gates

40 dollar jeans, thousand dollar
Walk up in the club a KKK parade.
DJ scream my name, bitches turn head.
lights out on my section, i can i get some head.
I need no jewelry, and i dont need no goons
Wherever i might stand, im the realist nigga in the
Never cop a plea , and dont in the towel
Gangsta, and you know it, fuck it take hoes to trial

(Nigga we dont cop no pussy, nigga our money right, lawyers paid. p12 nigga, CM5 bitch)

I got money on my mind, in my bed
problems in my household, in the feds
Yeah them my dogs, so i collect they
label bullshittin, put my shit on pause
Cause i make no single commercial shit i rap for yall
So the industry, and my enemies kill them all
Bullet in the chamber, bitch yo in danger
never told you dont be conversating with strangers
I owe God a favor, He send me a
Niggas tried to kill me, He made sure i had a
Now i got to ya, proud to be a gangsta
Pays to be a street nigga fuck being

Nigga i the muthafucking money nigga
No pussy, gangsta shit nigga, CM5

It goes light, camera, action, Franklins, Grants,
money in my mattress, im fuck a actress
My like a movie, but i dont do no acting
I just it gangsta with my North Memphis accent
what it do pimp, whats up man, whats happenin bruh, mane
how ya be, gud mane, you knw errthng errthng
i just a white mink, it look like a polar bear
baby mama touch ha toes, smack ha a$$, pull ha
4g out on wheels, i just call ha and stare
daddies on da benz, and it remind me of a rocking
i got bitches errwhere, california,
in my peripheral and i can smell it in da air
coupe but no ceiling there, truth but yea im feelin her
99 point 9 percent, she dem, she get in der