Luyện nghe bài hát Burner On Me

I got a clip for a tryna stunt on me
(Stunt on me, on me)
I put a bullet in a tryna front on me
(Front on me, on me)
I got that on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now
I'm bitch, we ballin'
I got that on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now
I'm bitch, we ballin'

1]
So you got a Benz? I buy my bitch a Benz
Them you be fucking with, I wouldn't fuck with them
I'm on that brick shit, you still on that shit
I sell whole ones, you sell ten dollar rocks, bitch
Man, get your weight up, I said get weight up
in your place 'fore you get your ass sprayed up
Man, I ain't ever scared, I got all kind of
I'm getting plenty bread, I the hoes to one
Strip, bitch, you heard me? I said strip,
I'm cold as ice, check them on my wrist, trick
I 200 grand, what kind of watch is that?
I bet you wanna know, tryna jack my swag, ho
Gucci, Fendi, and that Louis, now I'm hotter
So it's Tom and Armani, YSL, I'm fly as hell
I be Louis Vuitton swan my hair mask on
I look good enough to eat, your bitch'll suck me and'll me

I got a for a nigga tryna stunt on me
(Stunt on me, on me)
I put a bullet in a tryna front on me
(Front on me, on me)
I got that on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now
I'm bitch, we ballin'
I got burner on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now
I'm bitch, we ballin'

2]
You say you hard as a motherfucker, you H.A.M
We're strapped in motherfucker, now understand
Banana clip, banana split, I be on some gangsta
Dump 30 here, dump 30 there, I it hot up out this bitch
My diamonds bigger, grimy niggas, city slicker, pull the
Line a nigga, it's a stick up, money pick up, kick up
Tires screeching when I'm reaching, 50 preach in church,
This is pimping, around and end up in the worst shit
tip, .40 mag, bloody rags, toe tag
Body bag, swag, blood all on my Gucci shit
Now I'm mad in the Jag, same day, is bad
fag, look at your ass, why you make me do this shit?
I'm for this, so I was told
Since mama gone been on my own
I'm for real about it, man, fuck how you about it
Nigga, we in the streets, why we holdin' heat