Luyện nghe bài hát Break Bread

Oh, oh
It's season

I want the things, I ain't have shit
Break bread my niggas, now we lit
I just need a cold on my wrist
Chauffeur, I ain't even got a
Yo girl me in the six
I'ma have to show her how to stick
I don't ever break with a bitch
Niggas throwin' but they always miss

1]
What you talkin' bout, I'm money now
I ain't flexin', I'm just to get my momma out
I found another route, already it out
Tell the club I'ma get him another couch
on my wrist, that's a bust down
Bottle every time we in the club now
Why you creepin' into this
You not
Niggas fight over that we just pass around
I get money from world, Jimmy Neutron
Go support your mother, she sleep on a futon
I ain't nothing like these other niggas, compare me
And done put me in a booth and now it's getting scary
No co-signs, fuck a feature, get it on my own
Baby, I ain't trying to see it, leave me the fuck alone
Niggas up in the club, I'm going prone
You got enough money so you can't take her home

I want the finer things, I ain't shit
Break bread my niggas, now we lit
I just need a cold hundred on my
Chauffeur, I ain't got a whip
Yo girl me in the six
I'ma have to show her how to ride
I don't ever break with a bitch
Niggas throwin' shots but they always

2]
Get some and make a track, hit two birds with one stone
That boy ain't the shits, he just talkin' out his dome
my momma that I'ma get her a million dollar home
So I can smoke in the crib, gotta hear her tone
What you doin', girl? Let me your plans
And why you pressed 'cause I ain't comment on your
And I support the but no I am not a fan
Ain't gotta front for nobody, this shit's who I am
I know the money is comin', the just made me want it
My influence was the trap and so I went to an onion
Too bitches up in the spot, I can't breathe
And all these winners up in my circle, she lead
Yeah, nigga but I party like a rockstar
Happy to say I've never inside a cop car
Switchin' them in that new GT-R
Go ahead and try it, I don't think gonna get far

I want the finer things, I ain't shit
bread with my niggas, now we lit
I need a cold hundred on my wrist
Chauffeur, I ain't even got a
Yo girl me in the six
I'ma have to show her how to ride
I ever break bread with a bitch
Niggas throwin' but they always miss

It's trap season,