Luyện nghe bài hát Cinnamon Toast Crunch

I was hungry as hell this shit
I even give no fuck
go

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I pull up and I spray up like I'm cinnamon toast crunch
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I got bitches wanna box me I'm cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I up like I'm cinnamon toast crunch

It ain't no glitch your heart stop
I've been that since the start, Doc
wanna trap me, that smart cock
But I made him pull out a park lot
I'm counting bank in a Rover
At the most, me cold shoulders
But now I'm making pay for it
a new fit, like FashionNova
You could never do it, how I pursue it
Money, been doing, I need life insurance
yo money little, so we call you Stuart
Been there, done that a motherfucking tourist
Yeah, the money nice, sending so
it Sunday night, Monday got it twice
Out here life, bounce through with the rice
They say money I see why they shy
Sweatsuits in the studio, running through the B-side
I should buy other hoes real suits
'Cause I'm everything they slack
Bitches really got it twisted, I'm not one litre with a cap
I don't fuck with of these bitches, not even Siri on Google Maps
is full for the hater
I'm not 'bout to wait her, broke see you later
It's levels layers, they offering paper
They want me to but I'm acting like Draya
sign to shit, bitch, bye
10 of that shit dry
Good dick'll you squint your eye
Then I'm dipping a french fry

Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna toast crunch (Yo! Yo!)
I got bitches wanna box me I'm cinnamon toast crunch
I pull up and I spray up like I'm cinnamon toast crunch
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I got wanna box me like I'm cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up like I'm cinnamon toast

My got munchies, soon auntie gon' cook
blowin' weed like the Big Bad Wolf
Tellin' me stories on they took
But I don't repeat but a motherfucking hook
Bitches be me, beat her 'til burgundy
through emergency, now she need surgery
Now you heard of me, you should be worried, G
Saying "first of all" lead to a first degree
Show her I'm not to be played
Fuck who that lil' bitch came
You me, I'ma cross you back
With the cross on a kit
Get more a bruise, get put on the news
I'm to you, so put on a zoot
Got nothing to prove, don't up the mood
Been makin' more than Lollapalooz'
I'm not just talking 'bout the music
Money me, don't confuse the bride
Pay me first like a Uber
I keep shit jumpin' the Puma sign
No one me pause, bitch!
always smelling like dog shit!
Doing numbers like a list!
Closet like a mall, bitch!
Switch up the flows, when I do it, raw
These bitches ain't even got a that could touch me
Pack the straws, when I'm at those
'Cause when I drag bitches, I like to be
like I got gold comin'
Fake rappers ain't nothin'
Everybody hold somethin'
Pussy drippin' like my runnin'

Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon crunch (Yo! Yo!)
I got bitches wanna box me I'm cinnamon toast crunch
I just pull up and I spray up I'm cinnamon toast crunch
Cinnamon toast crunch, cinna cinnamon crunch
toast crunch, cinna cinnamon toast crunch
I got bitches wanna box me like I'm cinnamon crunch
I pull up and I spray up like I'm cinnamon toast crunch