Luyện nghe bài hát Championship Pop Bottles

Okay we champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship
'Cause I hard, no bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah

start with straight shots and then pop bottles
it on the models, "shut up bitch, swallow!"
If you can't swallow, shut up bitch
Straight up out water with my Marc Jacobs goggles
Fresher than a mother fucker, yep I'm a mother
No I won't take your girl, but I'll sure take her from her
Can't you tell I'm in woman, like no other woman
Oh I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my woman

Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship
like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no bitch we ball
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah

As I behind my desk
I ain't got a lot of Nikes but I got a lot of
Got my own brand, new on the set
Went from sittin' in a cell to on a jet
From in a cell to shittin' on a jet
I lost too many friends, but I won too bets
I made too much money, but I ain't make yet
So I scratched and, yes, Jr. is the
So niggas from my hood on they back
So many niggas from your hood on they
That's why we so and it be like that
I'd rather pop a bottle I pop a Gat

we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship
'Cause I hard, no bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah

Yeah sipping red champagne
White tee red hat red
Uptown, choppers for
Fuckin' the Birdman then we fuck up your companion
Fuckin' with my son and we run up in mansion
Chopper make music, bitch start
Stunna man so you know the circumstances
And I'm cookin' up the 3, no advances
All my automated, automatic
No lie we don't even no Astons
Uptown we packin' and we
Young Money, Money we the champions