Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds Dancing

Smoking on strong, money long, we don't
Probably my niggas, but my bitch Polynesian
Met this bad little broad, she was
out in the middle of the day I started early
Balling in the of the trap, we ain't worried
finger up to the judge and I'm smirking
Bring your squad 'cause you know my with me
the top on the car, let the tints 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 plug "You know I need
From you I get on
Yeah, uh
Two bricks, a triple and a phone
So I can make a storm like I do"

Banging with my friends, nigga that's
Calico like a Uzi do
You'll be so hard to identify you're
Hit up from your arms to your corns and still
All my niggas children of the like Stephen
King, I met this broad she was
Bitch started twerking when them whips start
Getting money 'Got Money'
And if you real you vouch for me
I need my Block Is Hot money
I ain't fucking with these pussies like they got
Trampoline the work, I got the block jumping

I told my plug "You what I need
From you I get on

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

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

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

This Gat pointed at nose, nigga
That vest can't your soul, no
We sipping dirty, yeah
We doing dirty
Haven't heard from you
You the kids by they self
They even heard from you
We put wig on a shelf
We unstable,
We unstable,
Your mama be of us
They haven't heard from you, now they gotta search for you
We unstable,
It ain't looking too good for you, too for you
You're ungrateful,
That's why I label, yeah
I gotta for myself, yeah
I gotta give to myself,
Look at all the I gave you, yeah
Look what I did for
I never hid from
I got no ceilings, yeah
I ain't got no feelings for niggas, no
I don't want no dealings with niggas, no