Luyện nghe bài hát Demons

It go fly bitch, fly shit,
and got ho on my dick
And if I could have one its that I die rich
Yeah, a tryna go to the grave with it
Know I keep crack, gettin paid with it
Real talk, you bitches just play with it
hair don't care, Bad bitch. dont stare
You could leave don't care won't care, flow
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 some racks
Nah, now im my business. And I know these hoes ain't with it
Wanna talk paper? I got it. Broke muthafuckas might not get it
Now murder kill, hundred dollar bills
Real till I die, now tell me how it feel, huh?!
You gotta vision, on a mission
And where I die, me high!
Real bitch till I die, Now me how it feel, huh?!
Money up so its going down, I got enough to go round and round
Im talkin round and round, but no
see me out and say "there she go"
You know point and look. You know and stare
Yeah im up, but not stopping there
You see me in the store then im copping
Clutch of that green, Rodman hair
You know first class designer life 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 year is just change
Low paper, really no paper,
Bitch gone do it, watch me run through it. You don't fuck with 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, on a mission
And I die, hang me high!
Real bitch I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!