Luyện nghe bài hát Chun Swae

Fall off in the
while you
Metro!
Pull up no top
If Young Metro trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

Fall off in the spot, girl coming like a shark
on my necklace, this ain't no ski resort
Fall off in the spot, every coming like a shark
Put that thing in park, let my fit pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty young on board
Running with the marksmen, on point like, "En garde"

Yo I'm me, I'm Barbie drippin', DB9, Barbie
If he say he want me back, he be lyin'
I'm the sauce, Barbie dippin', I'm the boss, Barbie sippin'
They tellin' work it, I ain't got no choice
I'm all yours, Barbie kissin', the stores, Barbie shippin'
Out or indoors, I'ma floss
Wet, why of course, Barbie tippin', I endorse, strippin'
Mink carpet, but I got no flaws
look like rings, Barbie sittin', bad-da-bing, Barbie trippin'
Curve like they arms in a slin'
Hot off the swing, Barbie swingin', to the ring, Barbie
Good box, so he called Donna
Who the fuck gon' party them dollies,
em never do the money till em hate you probably gon' sew
Who the fuck cop me with the body,
thinkin' like a hottie, always saying what someone won't do
Who the fuck gonna pull up in city,
looking every bit pretty, the itty bitty titty bitch crew
Who the fuck gon' beat him a 22,
if he don't lose the attitude, and run off with his credit too

Fall off in the spot, every coming like a shark
Hanging on my necklace, ain't no ski resort
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a
Put thing in park, I'ma let my fit pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty girls on board
Running with the marksmen, everything on like, "En garde"

Thousand dollar
I ever miss my mark
Anything I like in the cart
I might spend it all to prove a
Rolling west coast, Arnold
If she lick her then I'mma join
Indo I'mma
When I cash out its her part

They deliver my Lambo, all white a tan bow
My body is a work of art, he this Van Gogh
I'm not in the bando, I'm Pablo
White beaches, candles, we sexin',
you think all the niggas wanna cuff for?
A lot of Bloods, what you think they in the cut
Yeah the sweep, I ain't talkin' when the dust fall
My winnin' streak still hasn't peaked, you dust ball
Bitch I'm a star-ar, me and Lee, yah, yah
G-Force flights, on the runway, yah, yah
Tisci in Milan, you see me modelin', ah
Dinner with Kar-ar, dinner with lagerfeld yah
Yeah this that Klein, Mert & Marcus, yah, yah
used to taking pictures, I go raise the bar far
I'm bitchy, yah, yah, bitchy, yah, hay
America's Next Top Model, call me,
Everytime I score she hear them swishes, ah
Tell that bitch I'm in the league, she play for Wichita
I piss hit, call me the God
The swish, God? Yup the swish God?

Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a
Aye you I ain't like this, see no ski resort
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a
Put that thing in parts, I'ma let my fit pick you
in the dark, pretty little girls on a board
Running with the marksmen, everything on like, "En garde"

Mhm, out Giovanni
For doing that Tingz video, uh-huh
Nina Garcia, L mag yuh,
I'm still on my shit
the models tip
Weezy, Mack, Baby,
Jay I see you, jean, Taz, Al, G
Monte, Avery,, jo, Katrina, Mike, Dave, Garry

Juice, I see you
Keep me Juice
in the middle of Queen right now, thinking
I see why she this shit Queen
bitch is really the fucking Queen
I love my fans, I love you so