Luyện nghe bài hát Crocodile Python

Closest ones to me to see me in a box
Is it or am I cursed by the gods
My mother don't know when or where to start
All the years that I known her, trick had a job
that'll get a bitch depressed
But unlike other, boys she watched me kill 'em with finesse
I a turn pussy boy, pick up a book and learn
Have your ass in a church before I end the
on the whip got it looking hypnotic
Stuffing in my pockets as you niggas watching
python, all my ice on
And nobody fucking with me while the mics on
She so ecstatic I fuck her with the lights on
I feel the same when my niggas send the kites

Damn, why they want to stick me for my
They the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every I turn around
Lawsuits put a on a king crown
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 designed to protect my
Bloody Glock 40 to myself

Cubans on my neck looking like a
On the couches I'm the one they got eyes on
Skip your name, now want to know your tax bracket
'em that you with me and the pussy's automatic
I paid in these streets
I gave so much I got to lose in these streets
Family me am I in Illuminati
twenty cases like John Gotti
White man fear a with a free mind
And if you disagree him that he can free mine
Took my Rolex and me an ankle monitor
So many these haters'll start popping up
Renounced my citizenship and moved to
Couple tax breaks all offshore

Damn, why they want to stick me for my
They the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every time I turn
Lawsuits put a lean on a king
Ten million was the check
Devil wanna deal a nigga or debt
They to own every thing I own
They drones to survey my home
Suits to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to myself

She fell in love with the flow, a beautiful stroke
Fascinated allegation kilo of that coke
Roll with 25 and never his social number
for that Gucci belt to go up under
Black pride, see it in my eyes
Fayette county prosecutor want to take a nigga
So much disdain for the
Clan rally niggas from them oak trees
Wood wheel in the Wraith on the tires
Crocodile seats on the carbon fiber
Hot boy, stash box in the gas
Man of leisure to the top I the staircase

(Maybach Music)

Damn, why they want to stick me for my
They the deeds to my fruit of labor
Every I turn around
Lawsuits put a on a king crown
Ten million was the check
Devil wanna deal a nigga death or
They to own every thing I own
They sends drones to survey my
Suits to protect my wealth
Bloody Glock 40 to protect