Luyện nghe bài hát Chun Swae

Fall off in the
you drop
Metro!
Pull up no top
If Young don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

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

Yo I'm me, I'm drippin', DB9, Barbie whippin'
If he say he want me back, he be lyin'
Bitch I'm the sauce, Barbie dippin', I'm the boss, Barbie
They keep tellin' it, I ain't got no choice
I'm all yours, Barbie kissin', call the stores, Barbie
Out or indoors, I'ma floss
Wet, why of course, Barbie tippin', I endorse, Barbie
Mink carpet, but I ain't got no
Doors look 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 King
Who the fuck gon' party with dollies,
tell' em do the money till em hate you probably gon' sew
Who the gon' cop me with the body,
always thinkin' like a hottie, always what someone won't do
Who the gonna pull up in your city,
looking bit pretty, with the itty bitty titty bitch crew
Who the fuck gon' beat him a 22,
if he don't lose the attitude, and run off his credit cards too

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

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

They deliver my Lambo, all with a tan bow
My body is a work of art, he eatin' Van Gogh
I'm not in the bando, I'm Sandals
beaches, candles, we sexin', anglo
Wh-wh-what you think all the wanna cuff for?
A lot of Bloods, what you think in the cut for?
Yeah it's the sweep, I ain't talkin' when the dust
My winnin' streak still hasn't peaked, you little dust
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 Kar-ar, dinner with Karl lagerfeld yah
Yeah this that Klein, Mert & Marcus, yah, yah
You're used to taking pictures, I go the bar far
I'm bitchy, yah, yah, bitchy, yah, hay
America's Top Model, call me, Yaya
Everytime I she gon' hear them swishes, ah
Tell bitch I'm in the league, she still 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 know I like this, see no ski resort
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a
Put thing in parts, I'ma let my fit pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty little girls on a
with the marksmen, everything on point like, "En garde"

Mhm, out Giovanni
For that Barbie Tingz video, uh-huh
Garcia, L mag yuh, uh-huh
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, Josh

Juice, I see you
Keep me rolling
You're in the middle of Queen now, thinking
I see why she this shit Queen
This is really the fucking Queen
I love my fans, I love you so