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

Rest in power, all about power
Squeeze two lemons together and really all you'll is sour
Diesel, smoke your ass to have the juice
Riding around in an all black
Couple of pigeons that's ready to shoot,
Ducking and bucking and and dropping
With 48 ounces and cigarette
around with the up echelon, they will turn you to cubes and I hope you be gone
Envelope, overload, cranium overdose, Cascade, what the fuck is the halves
Click clack, get powed, bitch a wrap
my witness, I pray for a nap
Youngin' and restless, return with a
Key in ignition, on the gas
of you niggas is acting that jab
Gold teeth in the and a Cybertech mask
Ring gun, particles, turn you molecules
Planet shrooms, planet shrooms, take you to my panic room

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

21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21
I sent my bitch to the store we ran out of soda (what?)
Bitch I'm tryna cook this (21)
Hundred drum on the bottom of that shit (do-do-do-do)
Chop a nigga like a fucking lawnmower (grrrrrr)
AK47 'round my shoulder (21)
Pull up in a Rover then I off in a Fisker
up on your bitch, she sucked my dick and then you kissed her (goddamn)
Young savage bitch, and I play 'round with them swishers (hmm?)
I just smoke them (yeah)
Bitch I'm 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)
up, Rolex on my wrist
Rolex on my (what?), 30 on my waist (what?)
30 to your (yeah), 60 to your face (yeah)
90 to your face (yeah), that's a closed (yeah)
You an old nigga, man you up
savage, man I got my car washed up
Pulled up on a nigga, wrapped up (yeah)
Then I pulled up in a Brink's truck
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21

Who the fuck this lil sorry ass beat?
I'm from the ugly man, them lil sour ass streets
Damn homie, I'm the one who let starving ass eat
And you was hungry, I ain't have to let sorry ass eat
My cousin G-Wayne got off of last week
Gave my dog a buck fifty, that nigga brought me back
I'ma- a broad and get up all in them cheeks, tied
dead fly