Luyện nghe bài hát Earned It

It
(Intro)
Ayy, the same nigga
Won't be the change
?, still 06 nigga
Still out there kinda
600, nigga, rest in peace, Lil Steve, nigga
Rest in peace, ?,
Rest in peace, Arty Gang,
Rest in peace, Lil Nigga,
in peace, Big Low, nigga
Gang Gang, nigga, Fond sh*t
b**ch sh*t, nigga
Bang bang, nigga, gang
in this b**ch, nigga

(Hook)
I got all my muthaf**kin on
Ya can try to flex like yo b**ch ass it
Ya don't these bullets flyin' like sum' karma
Ya a muthaf**kin' lil Kermit
I'm a glo' I don't need a garment
And I'm hotter than a furnace
Take a tooka then I burned it
And I spend this $ cuz I it

(Verse: Keef)
That b**ch called me on the phone she ain't want
Told that b**ch don't call my phone all that nonsense
I be gettin' to guap b**ch I be guapin'
Smokin' on b**ch stunkin'
I mean skunky, I'm rollin' the funky
Cops pull me they don't want sh*t
just want to say they locked me up
Cuz know I got a lot of bucks
But I'm buddin' right out I broke
ain't gettin' no money, it ain't a joke
Ya betta get money fo' yo mama, or yo hopes
Boy yo ass betta not be broke, I spent 4 bands on a
I spent a f**kin' band on locs
I that 100 on my air force ones
To stomp a nigga in his air ones
I don't need a jet, I want Air One
I am president and a son!
Sold a bit fo' 5000 and her one
And threw f**kin' sh*t in the strip club
Niggas flexin' this ain't what want
I up this pump and fill a up
Ridin' down my no this ain't what they want
We up pistols hit a nigga up

(Hook)
I got all my muthaf**kin on
Ya can try to flex yo b**ch ass want it
Ya don't want these flyin' like sum' karma
Ya a muthaf**kin' lil Kermit
I'm a glo' mane I need a garment
And I'm hotter than a f**kin'
Take a tooka blunt then I it
And I this $ cuz I earned it

(Verse 2: Keef)
Smokin' dope a chimney
Tec on my hip that that its fillin' me
These ain't no kin to me no friend to me
These f**kin' enemies, hey, the beat go off
I up it then my heat go off, I heard he do that talk
I heard he was a sneaky dawg, I up this f**kin' 40 then I it dawg
Me I take naps and ya a sleepy
Catch yo ass in the back shoot up yo fifi
223 is at yo neck, breathin', dawg?!
Nigga even sneeze I get to squeezin' dawg
My lil b**ch a vet she said she need a
She know I get checks and I don't speak at all
Sum' bully me and Justin Bieber y'all
I'm in the kitchen cookin' Justin y'all
I ain't got none of them shades I'm still not y'all
b**ch I'm glo I don't want to be with y'all
White air force ones cuz how I'm feelin' y'all
I'm from Chiraq where be killin' y'all
All these niggas and their feelin' hurt
I'm to the bank like ha-ha-ha-ha
And I and this big clip like pow

(Hook)
I got all my jewelry on
Ya can try to flex yo b**ch ass want it
Ya don't want these bullets flying like karma
Ya a muthaf**kin' lil Kermit
I'm a glo' mane I need a garment
And I'm hotter than a f**kin'
Take a blunt then I burned it
And I spend $ cuz I earned it