Luyện nghe bài hát Demons

It go fly bitch, fly shit,
and got these ho on my
And if I have one wish its that I die rich
Yeah, a bitch tryna go to the with it
Know I that crack, gettin paid with it
Real talk, while you bitches just with it
Long hair don't care, Bad bitch. stare
You could leave don't won't care, flow rare
So turned up don't wanna turn
You see that ass from the front, no turn
damn, I mean oh, shit! cold and my flow sick
So sick I might cough and and then toss some racks
Nah, now im about my business. And I these hoes ain't with it
Wanna talk about paper? I got it. Broke muthafuckas not get it
Now murder kill, hundred dollar bills
Real bitch till I die, now me how it feel, huh?!
You gotta vision, on a mission
And I die, hang me high!
Real bitch I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!
Money up so its going down, I got enough dough to go and round
Im talkin round and round, but no
see me out and say "there she go"
You know point and look. You know stop and
Yeah im racked up, but not there
You see me in the store then im that
full of that green, Rodman hair
You know first class champagne life is my campaign
I been ill and I can't change, so ill its a shame
But I spend it 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 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 vision, you're on a mission
And where I die, me high!
bitch till I die, Now tell me how it feel, huh?!