Luyện nghe bài hát Envy Me

I'ma balling till they ENVY ME
21 guns for my
Niggas got some hoe ass
Cash out I'm till they ENVY ME
My enemies, motherfuck my
I'ma keep balling till they ENVY ME
My enemies, my enemies
'Cause I'ma keep balling till they ME

been chiro city me a lot of and a charger
When we saw too
fuck with the South with an AK-47
Bopping d d
First 48, gotta say it one time, rip my nigga
Kick drill ravish of a nigga turn 47
into a Popsicle, that's ice cold
Or my name 3000
Bad ass bitch on my tip, she wet like a falcon
Dealer out boy bout life turn
Or like a motherfucking Carter
Niggas whopping in the hot damn kitchen
a nigga avatar a guitar
Or for how I taught âE˜em
It's still for the other side looking all
Like that boy
Stepping a bat hoe at the pop pox
So she get the doc
The or the fries, so nigga what it be
I can turn my shirt to a ski fuck
not either ice tea when it come to ice me
Like new jag, city, shit looking grim, no maybe, Diddy
Cross the top of line bitch you better bow
To a nigga than yourself
Shrink, a c mortal, so grim for I got you
You do fitting yourself, trigger
the trey deuce, gotta keep a deuce, deuce
Like a nigga looking in south
Boy if you got pressure cross that line
nigga such an issue, my nigga!

I'ma keep balling till they ME
21 guns for my
Niggas got hoe ass fantasies
Cash out I'm balling till ENVY ME
My enemies, motherfuck my
I'ma keep balling till they ENVY ME
My enemies, motherfuck my
'Cause I'ma keep balling they ENVY ME

Behold verses, there's start to the churches
Where all men are into seven
I'm bout full tox Apollo
You pete that my style, I be Armageddon
stop, particle better
Damn that was all power
Fantasy and it's twisted, the wicked, dementing
Get hit with the mythical
Danger, on the banker
down the empire brought in the hood
Just like brilliants
hope that I'll never doubt fire
Niggas be no cabbage no UPS
Versus so tell me up with the S
snakes with they slivery tongues
I bathe in salvations, machete your
Yeah, carry on mesh on hours
With shells that they bout like bouze and spit fire
No get small the og is sour
The herald, the brower, you know when the turn up louder
Got ladders of drough, the dough
I'm down my mental like marios bros
I'm seeing the on the kaleidoscope
So I'm they already knew that I'm gone

quite striking the haters won't tell the truth in front of your face
Not the time, not the same place
So they hate a greater distance far away
You see in person, look them in the eye
And say that that wasn't the case
Duckers a dick in advance
Like rich quan get the fuck out my face, bitch!

I'ma keep balling till they ME
21 guns for my
got some hoe ass fantasies
Cash out I'm balling till they ME
My enemies, motherfuck my
'Cause I'ma keep till they ENVY ME
My enemies, my enemies
'Cause I'ma keep till they ENVY ME