Luyện nghe bài hát Call You

Ayy, Ben, I always call you I need a hit, man
I call you when I need to one
I you when I need to roll one
You call me when you to hold something

You only me when you need a loan
And I'm only murder on my other phone
She be here like she posted
And I'm ruffles on my shoulder
You I love to shine, so my gun plated gold
You havin your high, got me on my toes
I'm already zombie, I ain't gotta sell my soul,
Own a mansion, now my last done got old
I be totin' pole, I'm pourin' a four, I'm mold
Flyin' in these niggas when these, niggas be flyin'
And I'm money with the dope now
I promise I'm a on the dope now
Takin' Molly got me souls
Takin' Mollys fucked me up, I
I know I'm a on Earth, I'm a Zoe
And I'm bringin' hell on Earth for hoes
Put my heaven on Earth for my baby
I my old girl, I love my old lady
in my rear view, I ain't paranoid, I'm on point
In the club twenty of my niggas but I'm on one
She said, "Kodak, is you flyer my nigga?" uh huh
asked if I know what happened to that nigga, uh uh
They like, Really, it none of your goddamn business? None ya
You niggas got the same drip, I'm custom
Kill a nigga broad just for custom
Kill a nigga right in public 'bout my
I play no games, you could miss me with the fun
'Cause I got a in the trunk
Lil' nigga, but I beat it I'm puntin'
I parked the Wraith, I pulled up in a Dawn
Sniper Taliban, I'm a dog, yeah
Remember hittin' stores, in a dungeon, yeah
Jump out with my orange ski mask like I'm
I run out on you ass niggas, y'all be punkin'
Even though I'm little, I be makin' big boy
They know I'm little, so I got a lot to prove
I done transformed that nigga to that Woo
Talkin' 'bout me I'm need you on the news

Let it marinate, one again
Talkin' 'bout I'm 'gon need you on a T-shirt
That money talk, you teeth hurt
I'm gon' need you on a T-shirt,
pink on it, yuh
My call Bill, I kill to pay the bills, I swear
My momma named me Jason, see me in your sleep,
My called me God's son, 'cause I'm gon' need bloodshed

Yuh, I'm gon' need your whole
baby, I ain't got no respect for the old heads
Sniper Gang, of my niggas done gone fed
I ain't Tweetin', pussy nigga, I you scared
me slidin' in the decoy, fuck a Maybach
She said, "Do you fuck d-boy?" that was way back
I split yo' wig, I put top right where your tape at
I'm 'bout that gun play, got a AK in the
I lost my homie to a
I lost my other homie 'cause I money
I'm SG, 13 is done
I'm jumpin' out the joint, I got done it