Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry Chills

fields,
wheels,
hillls,
blueberry 4x

This beat hit like mallets,
24, karats
I stay raw, organics
Like a chainsaw, vanish
Tell me your name, so I can it
I'm in the lane
And you at the

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

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

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

Bitch I got some
Oh I got some red
Oh you got my money?
Then bitch I got your
And I got the heater my bed
Two seaters and I got
I ain't talk about numbers,
Cause they might call the feds

I know you out of mind
And you know my pockets looking lime
You only my time
You a online
you gonna do?
at me?
Take it to the bitch
Let the have me

Step up, I got a down Ima call her
I'm out of with my ballers
And if you talk big money holla
Lil fish, get ate hoe
I'm drunk as shit but I'm
I see it all in your hoe
You aint high, you a hoe

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

I need your opinion
You than minion filet, baby
Fake homies get on
Bossing, my flows be the
Flossing, like I had
Push back them
Release day they
They on they toes, tryna see the show

Get in like, you at the DMV
my time, YMCMB
Homies need checkin'
Like they carrying a
Ain't no
But yo clothes look like slept in
you shoulda slept in
The master
steppin

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x