Luyện nghe bài hát Denzel Curry Kodak Black 21 Savage Lil Uzi Vert Cypher

Rest in power, it's all power
Squeeze two lemons together and really all you'll have is
Diesel, niggas'll smoke your ass to the juice
Riding around in an all coupe
Couple of pigeons that's to shoot, shit
and bucking and dodging and dropping
With 48 and cigarette butts
Fucking around the up echelon, they will turn you to cubes and I hope you be gone
Envelope, overload, overdose, Denny Cascade, what the fuck is the halves
Click clack, get powed, bitch a wrap
Tierra my witness, I for a nap
Youngin' and restless, with a past
Key in ignition, on the gas
None of you is acting that jab
Gold teeth in the and a Cybertech mask
Ring gun, particles, turn you into
Planet shrooms, shrooms, I'll take you to my panic room

Yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
All these niggas my style, can I get my flow back?
Yeah, bop on that bitch Kodak
Yeah, you know dat
Yeah, I your shit all back (woop woop)
Told that I got money, ayy (woop)
them hundreds, it's nothing, ayy
Told that lil I got money, ayy
that lil bitch that's it nothing, ayy (skrt, skrt, tied)
Hit that bitch right from the back, she got turkey, I out that bitch like it's stuffing, ew (skrt, skrt, tied, ok!)
Told that lil that I'm with it
Told that lil bitch that I'm it
Ay, wait, 21, Lil Boat, (win)
Curry cut your throat, yeah (yeah)
Kodak do the most, (win)
that lil bitch I got all the money (uhh)
I swear this is just nothing (uhh)
I just be dancin' up on that bitch, yeah
What you be
boy not gang, no that boy not my friend
I hang with my gang the same gang that felt all of my
I was struggling through the rain
I had no guala, no ice
Wasn't no food but
All of bitches they want me but they get 1Night
Fuck 'em, I a fuck what you sayin'
Bitch nigga I ain't playing
I'm my fetty
Sailing up and we ready
Fuck up that nigga if he too heavy
I'm bout it, on my neck cost me 20
Look at your diamonds, diamonds look cloudy
They fake, young in the Gucci Stans
Fuck with me if you die
Young nigga I don't wear no suit and
no
Lil Boat!

21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21
I sent my bitch to the store 'cause we ran out of (what?)
Bitch I'm tryna this yola (21)
Hundred round drum on the bottom of shit (do-do-do-do)
Chop a nigga like a fucking lawnmower (grrrrrr)
AK47 'round my motherfucking (21)
Pull up in a then I pull off in a Fisker
Pulled up on your bitch, she sucked my and then you kissed her (goddamn)
Young savage bitch, and I don't play 'round them swishers (hmm?)
I just smoke woods (yeah)
I'm from the hood (yeah)
Zone 6, Bouldercrest road, you go there
21 Gang bitch, (21, 21, 21)
I'm in NYC, I think I got a fucking there (yeah)
Hold up, Rolex on my
on my bitch (what?), 30 on my waist (what?)
30 to your (yeah), 60 to your face (yeah)
90 to face (yeah), that's a closed case (yeah)
You an old nigga, man you up
Young savage, man I got my car up
Pulled up on a nigga, wrapped up (yeah)
I pulled up in a motherfucking Brink's truck
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21

Who the fuck picked lil sorry ass beat?
I'm from the corner man, them lil sour ass streets
homie, I'm the one who let your starving ass eat
And you was hungry, I have to let your sorry ass eat
My cousin G-Wayne got off of manslaughter last
Gave my dog a buck fifty, that nigga brought me back
I'ma- a nigga and get up all in them cheeks, tied
dead fly