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
Catch me in your city hard through the B.X
Skinny nigga but I do it like a 3X
The nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked
Right back to that money O's in the P.Jects
Or catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet
Cause we and we flex like

90PX, all night no breaks or a recess
Vroom vroom I know my car sound like a T-Rex
Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I riding in a Prius
My finished school can't believe he graduated
Threw him 20,000 told his ass congratulations
me, I wasn't made for that shit
But I probably hire him and who all paid for his shit
And to all the hoes was dissin' I pray to God that you see me
I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that
Bad bitch in her grabbing on her chi-chi's
Million dollar on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed
all V.S. bitch 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 a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket
Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on big rappers
I say nigga I murder that Panamera inserted back
Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my at?
I got was serving that I been to jail I ain't going back
I oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back
I slam dunk in that pussy, Griffin'd yo ho, nigga
Maybach with Ricky Ross my rock like I know Jigga
cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho
That pussy pink Nuvo and I dog that Cujo

Niggas wanna talk what they say (gon' say)
I hit the pedal til motherfucker break (til it break)
bitches love the money I make
And to live 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 gettin'
50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles let that shit burn

Bitch I had one shot and I ain't it
til the wheels fall off and they tow it
I got green on top of green damn its like I grow it
D-Town the hood behind me like a cobra

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

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