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 burner on me - I'm, I'm, I'm up now
I'm strapped bitch, we

1]
So what you got a Benz? I buy my a Benz
niggas you be fucking with, I wouldn't fuck with them
I'm on brick shit, you still on that block shit
I sell them whole ones, you sell ten rocks, bitch
Man, get your weight up, I get your 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 strip, bitch
I'm cold as ice, check temperature on my wrist, trick
I blew 200 grand, what 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 with my hair mask on
I look good to eat, your bitch'll suck me and'll fuck me

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

2]
You say you as a motherfucker, you goin' H.A.M
strapped in this motherfucker, now understand
Banana clip, banana split, I be on some shit
Dump 30 here, dump 30 there, I make it hot up out this
My diamonds bigger, grimy niggas, city slicker, pull the
Line a nigga, a stick up, money pick up, dust kick up
Tires screeching I'm reaching, 50 preach in church, bitch
This is pimping, fuck around and end up in the shit
Hollow tip, .40 mag, rags, toe tag
Body bag, killer swag, blood all on my Gucci
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 gone I've been on my own
I'm for real about it, man, fuck how you feel it
Nigga, we in the streets, that's why we heat