Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds Dancing

Smoking on strong, long, we don't reason
with my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian
Met bad little broad, she was curvy
Sipped out in the middle of the day I started
in the middle of the trap, we ain't worried
Middle finger up to the and I'm smirking
your squad 'cause you know my gang with me
Drop the top on the car, let the breathe
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
Michael Myers, Norman Bates, Charles
Commas, commas, commas, commas, cashing
We fight time and time and time and time and and time

I told my "You know what I need
From you I get on
Yeah, uh
Two bricks, a beam and a phone
So I can make a storm like I do"

Banging with my friends, nigga Soo-woo
spit like a Uzi do
You'll be so to identify when you're
Hit up from your arms to corns and still bleeding
All my niggas children of the corn Stephen
King, I met this she was curvy
Bitch started twerking them whips start urr-ing
money since 'Got Money'
And if you you could vouch for me
I still need my Block Is Hot
I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got
with the work, I got the block jumping

I my plug "You know what I need
you when I get on

Two bricks, a beam and a phone
So I can make a like usually do"

Bad bitch on my arm my new lil boo
Pussy be so and it's Juicy Fruit
Trampoline on this dick, I got her jumping
Trampoline with the work, I got the jumping
Vaseline on a brick in case the cops
with the work in her bra for me
Wearing lingerie and heels the house for me
lingerie and heels 'round the house for me
All these bitches chill then thaw out for me
Trampoline with the work, I got the block
Got the

We that dirty
We sipping that
We sipping dirty
We sipping that dirty, you

This Gat at your nose, nigga
That vest can't save soul, no
We sipping that dirty,
We doing them
even heard from you
You left the by they self
They haven't heard from you
We put your wig on a
We unstable,
We unstable,
Your mama be of us
They haven't heard from you, now they gotta search for you
We unstable,
It looking too good for you, too good for you
You're ungrateful,
That's why I label, yeah
I gotta live for myself,
I give to myself, yeah
Look at all the I gave you, yeah
what I did for myself
I hid from myself
I got no ceilings, yeah
I ain't got no for them niggas, no
I don't no dealings with them niggas, no