Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry Chills

fields,
wheels,
hillls,
blueberry 4x

This beat hit like mallets,
24, karats
I stay smoking raw,
a chainsaw, trees vanish
Tell me name, so I can forget it
I'm in the fast
And you at the

past you bitches
While you for riches
I hard like bitches
You holding on like
I'm taking off, no
You behind me hitches
Stay grinding like
In the eye lens snitches

white
C's in the
Up all
speakers blaring
Keep it clean, it's my parents,
This my life, so you can stop

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

Bitch I got blue
Oh yeah I got red
Oh you got my money?
Then I got your head
And I got the under my bed
Two and I got jets
I ain't talk about numbers,
Cause they just call the feds

I you out of your mind
And you know my pockets like lime
You only my time
You a gangster
you gonna do?
at me?
Take it to the bitch
Let the streets me

Step up, I got a down bitch Ima her
I'm out of town with my
And if you talk big money then
Lil fish, get ate hoe
I'm drunk as shit but I'm
I see it all in face hoe
You high, you a fake hoe

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

I don't need opinion
You softer minion filet, baby
homies get shitted on
Bossing, my be the tightest
Flossing, like I had
Push back hoes
day they froze
They on they toes, like tryna see the

Get in like, you at the DMV
I't' my time,
Homies some checkin'
Like they carrying a
no disrespecting
But yo clothes look like slept in
Today you slept in
The flow
steppin

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x