Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Flex

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2X:
Dont flex
I wanna see you toucha toes in that dress
it up and down like we having sex baby
Give me the head and you can them tricks the rest baby
And less baby

(Eightball)
let me grip the mic and rip the track
Freaky hoes let me see you shaking you got
Trick buy them hoes a drank to keep em cool
And I'm gone be with them niggas yak ackin a fool
Fulla hay security 'cause we dont give a fuck
At the bar drinking shots looking at hoes strut
Up and down side to for a nigga like a foe
Young hoes at the club ready to they shit and go
Dont trip
After the club you can off in my whip baby
And let a nigga get a sample of them lips
And we gone it on the hush
You can hit me on the hip but dont be blowin a up
9 11 all the time tell me what you need
Hold on let me click over MJ you see

(MJG)
I see a thang
Were bout to leave a hump off in yo couch
One look at this make yo mouth hang open
what you looking at
A true pimp I it in her camp
time party lifer dance floora
Dopeman's average club goer
Shake it til your G-strang break loose
I'm now gone make them hoes hate you
She's a cover girl under bed cover fuck yo red
And yo brother and yo dead brother she aint scared brother
Big thick juicy molaty
Got mo than she got body
She's a pro switch hitter
But in the dark
So parking lot is hard
I aint
And if I stay around aint I'm waiting (Uhn)
Now get along get bout your straighten

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(Eightball)
We it hot
We came to make it than Nevada
Big balling G slanging Suave House
In the lab like a chemist weighing up and cutting
Trinity to the MPC making dope pushing
Noise
Them country ATL
Got it locked up and sewed up and keep it up
up
Doing the like Lil Key Key
Tricks talking shit gone see my tips in 3D
But we didn't to see no jealous ass niggas
We came to the party hype and drank up all the liquor
And fuck the gold diggers them free drink sippers
Cause them be the ones in the room pulling zippers
With they teeth mind by the presidential suite
Waking up talking bout wanna go and eat
Hit the dho
You aint got to go home but yo ass got to go
And for sho baby

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(MJG)
I saw yo ass
Peekin out the of yo mini shirt
of yo pussy close behind
me MJG
Run with me through of flowers
We can for hours
and she you anytime
You say no
How you gone say that when you say yes
A saddle on yo chest I nothing less
Than nuts on yo dick on yo chin
Just like we done then last time lets do it
It looks as if to me you got some handles bout
But you struggle to reach is up on the shelf
In homes of pimps who done it
Some play with your mind we run it
Gin sippers Orange Mound, nigga
We deliver all up and the Mississippi river
Fuck a bitch
No ID no income and
got nothing but space now fill it in

3X