Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Trust A Soul

[Intro: & PnB Rock]
They talk bout money, ain't really gettin' it huh
Lil bitch!
Don't give a fuck
Bitch you low
Dreezy, Rock, let's get it

[Chorus: PnB
These niggas be hatin', niggas be fakin' it
talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These be snakin', they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm
I stay on my toes, be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I trust a soul

These be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't get it
bitches be snakin', they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I I can't trust a soul

[Verse 1:
I don't need
I'm whippin' a (lowrider)
The dock gotta human
The engine is
I pull up reverse, then I hop in a
switch up the whole topic
These bitches be fucking these niggas for
They ain't gettin' no
I'ma go shop when I
Hop on a plane no bags
I know I'm them mad, went and got[?]
Tell him to go a lil
He got that top like a grad, I'ma put him of the class
way I ain't givin' no pass
Niggas be like a [?] on a mask
Ball so hard, fell in love with the so I let go
I just got top from a Muslim and I him as-salamu alaykum
I don't fuck nobody, let his mama say
I'm goin' through a phase
Shoulda known you a stabber
Had a tatted on your face yeah
You know it's cash when I
Balenciaga I walk
The shit won't get you far
[?] is the car
Got a whole on me right now
like a P when I walk
Know I said I a couple M's
But know I want B's in the
Dreez!

[Chorus: PnB
These niggas be hatin', niggas be fakin' it
talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, do they know
I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't get it
These bitches be snakin', they bitches be
be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do know
I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

[Verse 2:
I'm 80 on the E-way out in Calabasas
My eyes don't see no niggas through these Gucci glasses
I pull up in 911 they like,