Luyện nghe bài hát Crocodile Python

Closest to me want to see me in a box
Is it or am I cursed by the gods
My son's mother don't know when or where to
All the years I known her, trick never had a job
that'll get a bitch depressed
But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em finesse
I took a pussy boy, pick up a book and learn
Have your ass in a before I end the verse
Rims on the whip got it hypnotic
Stuffing in my pockets as you niggas watching
python, all my ice on
And ain't nobody fucking me while the mics on
She so ecstatic when I her with the lights on
I feel the when my niggas send the kites home

Damn, why want to stick me for my paper?
They want the to my fruit of labor
time I turn around
Lawsuits put a lean on a king
Ten million was the last
wanna deal a nigga death or debt
They to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my
Suits to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to myself

Cubans on my looking like a python
On the I'm the one they got their eyes on
Skip your name, now they want to know your tax
Tell 'em you with me and the pussy's automatic
I paid dues in these
I so much I got nothing to lose in these streets
Family asked me am I in
Beat twenty like John Gotti
White man fear a with a free mind
And if you disagree tell him that he can mine
my Rolex and gave me an ankle monitor
So many angles these start popping up
my citizenship and moved to Singapore
Couple tax all accounts offshore

Damn, why they want to stick me for my
They want the deeds to my of labor
time I turn around
Lawsuits put a on a king crown
Ten was the last check
Devil wanna a nigga death or debt
They to own every thing I own
They sends to survey my home
designed to protect my wealth
Bloody 40 to protect myself

She fell in love the flow, such a beautiful stroke
Fascinated allegation kilo grams of that
Roll 25 and never knew his social number
Mac-11 for that Gucci to go up under
Black pride, see it in my eyes
Fayette county prosecutor want to take a nigga
So much for the police
Clan rally swang from them oak trees
Wood in the Wraith on the skinny tires
Crocodile seats on the carbon fiber
Hot boy, box in the gas tank
Man of to the top I took the staircase

(Maybach Music)

Damn, why want to stick me for my paper?
want the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I around
Lawsuits put a lean on a crown
Ten million was the last
Devil wanna a nigga death or debt
They want to own every I own
They sends drones to survey my
Suits to protect my wealth
Bloody 40 to protect myself