Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Web

Man

Im im focused
These niggas so bogus exotic its
That lambo i it
My a hotbox
My lil stole
My geek up at he hacking some info
She fuck all the time she a nympho
Got me a and hop on a Tor
I was swiping in cities that really hip to it
I see them rack and im running real to em
I treat her right even thought im fucking her
got no time cause i gotta go run it up
Ain't a damn as a jit i was coming up
Walk into Gucci and proceed to it up
Thats the proceeds from raping the Internet
I your soul
I want intellect
I your body
My plug say he got me but i do not need em
im on the Dark Web
And faithfully
My friend he he gave me some secrets
He Genius
We in secrecy
how u speak to me
I hit the and they give em so cheap to me
Just to best buy and bought me a hotspot
When im in the trap house, sold all P's to feed my lil daughter
BC

I blow tho Cookie and shit extravagant
Grow God done started some stuff with this shit
shit got me feeling like man fuck all this trappin shit
Been bout 4 weeks since i got me a in
Plug keep on calling me i that he mad at me
This computer shit shit is high gravity
I made a mill so you can't be mad at me
[?] and i took care of my family
Bought me choppas for robbers who after me
shit right here that im [?]
I done stayed and i got me a lot of racks
Through Balenciaga's seen alot of shit
BC the and we really popping shit
Put this in the water and place your order
We really get money while they do the
Burning shit like i just hit the lottery
Copycat niggas gone try to copy me

Man
Tapping yo
My diamonds hifi
Them hundreds scifi
Im smoke strong like
for furniture
Porsche's be
Robbers lurk on me
Haters murder
Tell that lil bitch i her a surgery
She on her giving thanks and she serving me
Just went to Icebox im swiping for
Pull out FN cause niggas ain't cool with me
Yo boyfriend a bitch and he broke and he
Im selling exotic to care of my baby
BC the Navy we sit at the we run our own label
Financially
I shoot at niggas cause they so ungrateful
My bitch a sack
She got so many she got so many shoes
She got so clothes
She stay to herself she dont fuck with these
I stay to myself i dont fuck with niggas
Niggas jealous im one of the realist
I go inside her she gone feel it
Im stacking blue hundreds up to the ceiling
Im parking this Bentley truck front of the building
My shirt in Italy
is Sicilian
Im millions so fuck how they feeling
all that cappin
You never kill it