Luyện nghe bài hát Break Bread

Oh, oh
It's season

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

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

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

2]
Get some head and make a track, hit two birds with one
That boy ain't with the shits, he talkin' out his dome
my momma that I'ma get her a million dollar home
So I can smoke in the crib, ain't gotta hear her
What you doin', girl? Let me interrupt your
And why you pressed 'cause I ain't on your Instagram?
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 is comin', the hunger just made me want it
My influence was the trap and so I went to an onion
Too many bitches up in the spot, I breathe
And all these winners up in my circle, she can't
Yeah, hood but I party like a rockstar
Happy to say never been inside a cop car
Switchin' them lanes in new GT-R
Go ahead and try it, I don't think you're get far

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

It's trap season,