Luyện nghe bài hát CUDDLE MY WRIST

Cuddle my wrist, cu-cu-cuddle my
Cuddle my bitch, my bit'
my wrist, cuddle my wrist
my, cu-
Cuddle my,

Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, my wrist

I got that monkey on my
I walk around 500 racks
I the city on my shoulders, carry it 'round like a bag of stacks
I put a kid on a
Dr. Miami, the ass fat
wanna play with the murda squad
Fuck around, I had to call up

1]
Goyard as as the bag got packed
Zone 6, sure, I ain't no slack
Never been a quitter, turn it to the max
Lean in my liver, I've taking good batch
Real dope don't hang around rats
Four by four, sitting than a 'Lac
on my toes, sittin' way in the back
Canary yellow gold, and a Mac
four-oh, plastic gat
VV coated, on my chest
ass niggas don't call no threat
I'm a big dog, you nothin' but a pet
Weak ass nigga boutta run check
Tryna keep up, better step up neck
Had to eat it up I caught up against
Snackin' on me, it nothin' to address

Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, my wrist
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, cuddle my

2]
Fifty-five on my carats
I never had to go in the
Fishscale you speak my status
Future already done picked up the
We on a line, nigga
I talk to you nothin' 'bout the raw
I you seen a nigga get flatline
You better not tell them none you saw
as I drop, I got flexed up
Fuck all that drama, got the heat
Ice out the hittas, my up
Yellow gold Presi, it up
Young nigga pushed the Ferrari
I in with the head off
Jumbo Patek gon' your career
All wheels, got dust on the wheel
So foreigns, a car dealership
up my cup when I hopped on the Lear
Drippin' severe, the God is
Dic's in here, I got here

I got monkey on my back
I walk with 500 racks
I the city on my shoulders, carry it 'round like a bag of stacks
I put a kid on a
Dr. Miami, the ass fat
wanna play with the murda squad
Fuck around, I had to call up

Cuddle my wrist, cuddle my bitch, cuddle my
Cuddle my bitch, cuddle my wrist, my wrist