Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry Chills

fields,
wheels,
hillls,
blueberry 4x

This hit hard like mallets,
24, like
I stay smoking raw,
Like a chainsaw, trees
Tell me your name, so I can it
I'm in the fast
And you at the

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

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

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

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

I you out of your mind
And you know my looking like lime
You only wasting my
You a online
What you do?
at me?
Take it to the hood
Let the streets 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 as shit but I'm capable
I see it all in your hoe
You high, you a fake hoe

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x

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

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

fields,
wheels,
hills,
blueberry 4x