Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Make You Real

[Intro: Thug]
Aye, ah,
She to fuck, we [?]
Diamonds on me
Yeah, yeah, you they

[Verse 1: Young
full of bread like a dinner roll
Parked the [?] into the Rolls
All these diamonds wet like
'Bout to take my dog up like a balloon
100 racks the club I'm the tycoon
no need for you
Never gon one you
I put P's in the pot, only got a few
Red flooded with Christian Loubs
Stacking tall [?]
Everyday nigga dreaming
boss without the [?]
Red [?]
Bout to swish this shit up I'm Mase
I beat this case but I don't but I bought a case
My [?] call me [?]
I'm out in the streets bout to race

Duggie]
Just you rich
Don't make you (that's a hundred nigga)
It's a lot of fuck niggas money to be honest with ya'
Just you rich
Don't make you (that's a hundred nigga)
It's a lot of fuck niggas with to be honest with ya'
It's a lotta fuck with money to be honest

2: Young Thug]
My shawty than yours
My jeweler iller than yours I want my diamonds (yeah)
My diamonds hit the floor
I ain't talkin' STD, but I'm to takin' the wall (takin' the wall)
I Act' like I'm bored, I drink it everyday it's a sport
I got out of Aces in New York
Balmain britches my gators got
[?] I'm than a [?]
get off me
I called it y'all, I'm
You can see the in my mug shot
I got my cash up, duffle bags up