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