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 but I do it Large like a 3X
The last nigga tried to do me umm he checked
Right back to that money O's in the P.Jects
Or prolly catchin mileage the pilot steer the P-Jet
Cause we next and we flex

90PX, working all night no or a recess
Vroom vroom yeah I my car sound like a T-Rex
Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I riding in a Prius
My cousin finished can't believe he graduated
him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations
Cause me, I wasn't for that shit
But I could hire him and who all paid for his shit
And to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God you see me
I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good seaweed
Bad bitch in her cha-cha on her chi-chi's
Million dollar deals on my email you mad as 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 white Maybach they packed
Y'all niggas was 'member the hard nights we trappin'
And they say lifes a game of you can play checkers all on my jacket
Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big
I say yeah nigga I murder Panamera inserted back
Niggas say they beef well where the fuck is my burger at?
I got white was serving that I been to jail I ain't going
I alley oop bitch off that backboard she throw it back
I slam dunk in pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga
Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock 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 break (til it break)
Freaky bitches love the money I
And to live this you motherfuckers gotta pay
So let that shit
Let shit burn I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)
The on fire I'm only gettin' higher
50 racks all in my pocket I want I'mma let that shit burn

Bitch I had one shot and I blow it
til the wheels fall off and they tow it
I got green on top of damn its looking like I grow it
D-Town the behind me like a king cobra

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