Luyện nghe bài hát Die In It

I came in my level up
them bitches kept that 4 page level up
Feeling like MJ the glitter glove
Pimp slap a nigga wit a misses in the
city, I'm an LA citizen
With the bad bitches and sticky-icky cinnabon
All I'm rollin', they follow
You got the wave, I split the
Smell the roses, pop the rosé my potion
Baby chill, take a here's a dosage
She just want a for the poster
And I'm posing like I'm praying at the photo focus
Yeah, yeah, Dita frames, kill the
Say you shine, I see it
tryin', no design like me though
Know that I'm the nigga since Sub-Zero
I just a..

full of money, I'ma dive in it
I'm just eat, no diet in it
Get her wet, then I in it
Pussy so good, I die in it

All widow maker
And a trunk in the like a Winnebago
Wake up in the and I lie in it
Turn around and I hit it a lineman
Do the Heisman, all up in hymen
Sippin' on Tequilla sun with the lime in
I'm gettin' high, but it's lowerin' my eye
Still see you niggas, I don't know just the hype is
Say you run the game, more like a stroller, troller
you gon' do, what you doin'
Me and my dogs through the door like Doberman
Stay your lane like bowling, you bogus
I my way, young Carlito
This Al Pacino in Moschino
And the marina my Emmy: Marino
Look how we the reefer
I just a...

Pool full of money, I'ma in it
I'm just eat, no diet in it
Get her wet, I dive in it
Pussy so good, I die in it

Okay, yeah, Kid Ink
Aw yeah, aw
Aw yeah, aw
Aw yeah, aw
I see them lookin' through my eye
They just sittin' on the
I stand up and throw my at them
I'ma die with them