Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bill Gates

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

(Nigga we dont cop no pleas pussy, 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 my dogs, so i collect they calls
Record label bullshittin, put my on pause
Cause i wont make no single commercial i rap for yall
So fuck the industry, and my enemies them all
Bullet in the chamber, bitch yo in danger
Mama never told you dont be with strangers
I owe God a favor, He me a angel
tried to kill me, He made sure i had a banger
Now i got to ya, proud to be a gangsta
Pays to be a nigga fuck being famous

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

It light, camera, action, Franklins, Grants, Jacksons
money in my mattress, im fuck a actress
My life like a movie, but i do no acting
I just it gangsta with my North Memphis accent
what it do pimp, up man, whats happenin bruh, nothin mane
how ya people be, gud mane, you knw errthng
i just bought a white mink, it look like a polar
baby mama touch ha toes, smack ha a$$, pull ha
4g out on wheels, i call ha stop and stare
daddies on da benz, and it remind me of a rocking
i got errwhere, california, delaware
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