Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bill Gates

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

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

I got on my mind, bitches in my bed
in my household, niggas in the feds
Yeah them my dogs, so i collect calls
label bullshittin, put my shit on pause
Cause i make no single commercial shit i rap for yall
So fuck the industry, and my kill them all
Bullet in the chamber, bitch yo life in
Mama never told you dont be 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 thank ya, proud to be a
Pays to be a nigga fuck being famous

Nigga i want the money nigga
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 keep it gangsta with my North accent
what it do pimp, whats up man, whats happenin bruh, mane
how ya people be, gud mane, you knw errthng
i bought a white mink, it look like a polar bear
baby touch ha toes, smack ha a$$, pull ha hair
4g out on wheels, i just ha stop 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 aint no ceiling there, but yea im feelin her
99 point 9 percent, she dem, she get in der