Luyện nghe bài hát Chaos

Take my keys and start it, it, take

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Hold on, a minute, how ya feel lil bitch!
You already know I finna this shit
No go with the Label, the deal, lil bitch?
Playin' with my money, I'mma kill that
I'mma kill that bitch, I'mma it
We all at the with suits and ties
I'mma get my check and the
I an envelope, and yes, I will
Lemme get a drop, I got the lil in a bag
should bag on my bad, my bad, bitch ya bad
Pirex on the tat, many want on me
I my lil hoe 50 hunnid, hoe
Ya who run it, hoe
all in yo stomach, hoe
Ya know you it, hoe
Uh!
Dick all in the like a hollow tip
she give me that pussy, then I gotta dip
Ya know these hoes is hoes is
We got a lotta
Hoe, on the you cd five, not on my colla bend
I'm just chillin' with bitches and they lookin' like some twist
Yes, I'm Atlanta, the west side I represent
If I hop up on that organ I can yo ass a?
Bitch, stop me ideas and go pitch yo ass a tip
Tinted windows on my web pc, shit like 5%
Damn, see
Get em runnin'!
Runnin' through a check, I fucked up my hand, now a can't count it
The set up with Forgiato, rubber band
Lil nigga, I it
Wyle-e, I be actin' hard, I swear to God that these ain't bout it
They mad that my winnin', theirs isn't so we got em all potty
tell ya why they actin' like that, these days, errbody want an Oscar
And they not my sons, and if they are, I swear to God I'mma put em in foster
Ya want tv, ya off the air
I'mma my ass, nigga, art to be here
And ya know I will an? Clip
I won't explain that line, need not to be