Luyện nghe bài hát Demons

It go fly bitch, fly shit,
and got ho on my dick
And if I could have one wish its I die rich
Yeah, a bitch go to the grave with it
Know I keep that crack, paid with it
Real talk, while you bitches just play it
hair don't care, Bad bitch. dont stare
You could leave don't won't care, flow rare
So up don't wanna turn down
You see ass from the front, no turn arounds
damn, I mean oh, shit! bitch and my flow sick
So sick I might cough and hack and then toss racks
Nah, now im about my business. And I these hoes ain't with it
Wanna about paper? I got it. Broke muthafuckas might not get it
Now murder murder kill, dollar bills
Real till I die, now tell me how it feel, huh?!
You vision, you're on a mission
And I die, hang me high!
Real bitch I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!
Money up so its down, I got enough dough to go round and round
Im talkin and round, but no merry-go
see me out and say "there she go"
You know and look. You know stop and stare
im racked up, but not stopping there
You see me in the store then im copping
Clutch of that green, Rodman hair
You know first class champagne designer is my campaign
I been ill and I can't change, so ill its a damn
But I spend it like its no damn thang what you made in a is just chump change
Low paper, no paper, huh?
Bitch gone do it, watch me run through it. You fuck with who? Bitch you sound stupid
Bitch do it, watch me run through it. And we ain't never stopping. act like ya know it!
You gotta vision, you're on a
And where I die, me high!
bitch till I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!