Luyện nghe bài hát Burn

God (Yea)
Oh God, Boi, (Yea)
G.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)

Chain all V.S. I ain't the B.S
me in your city riding hard through the B.X
Skinny but I do it Large like a 3X
The nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked
Right back to money slinging O's in the P.Jects
Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the
we next and we flex like

90PX, working all night no or a recess
Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound a T-Rex
Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't in a Prius
My finished school can't believe he graduated
him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations
Cause me, I wasn't for that shit
But I could probably hire him and who all for his shit
And to all the hoes that was dissin' I to God that you see me
I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking that seaweed
Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her
Million deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed
Chain all V.S. you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city

End of story, P.S
All Maybach Greenbay they packed
Y'all niggas was slackin' the hard nights we trappin'
And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my
Cause it's Damier and we away on y'all big rappers
I say yeah I murder that Panamera inserted back
Niggas say they want well where the fuck is my burger at?
I got white was serving I been to jail I ain't going back
I alley oop your bitch off backboard she throw it back
I slam dunk in pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga
Maybach with Ricky my chain rock like I know Jigga
cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho
That pussy like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo

Niggas wanna talk what they say (gon' say)
I hit the pedal til that motherfucker (til it break)
bitches love the money I make
And to like this you motherfuckers gotta pay
So let shit burn
Let that shit I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)
The roof on fire I'm only higher
50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let shit burn

I had one shot and I ain't blow it
Riding til the wheels off and they tow it
I got green on top of green its looking like I grow it
D-Town the hood me like a king cobra

Burn bitch I let it burn
My money straighter than a motherfucking bitch
No you can see it is my turn chyea (swerv, swerv)
give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit

Oh that's your Damn nigga you ain't learn shit
She naked in my studio I'm on that Stern shit
I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally the cartel
Hit your girl in my and now that pussy got the new car smell
shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day
Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting
It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch them pom pom's
My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom, bitch