Luyện nghe bài hát Fallin'

Through hard times, the negativity, the jealousy

Yo, Blue six, hottest bitch on the block
to Willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada
Kick high school, got wrote them platti hits
Tito was the same shit, got a platti

They say I'm stoosh I cover my bush
In that Gabbana, I'm a hot little mama
The number one stunna, slim, skin
Like bare bra, I'd eat that gravy

Got a fetish, wanna see me where your bed is?
Playboy y'all got to give me five
Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots, C. Dior, Chloe,
Range Rover, Gucci shoes, first class, class, Paris

Don't me 'cause I'm ballin'
Lord, take me if I'm
I think I hear them me
Why keep on callin' me?

hate me 'cause I'm ballin'
Lord, me if I'm fallin'
I think I hear them me
Why the keep on me?

If I was to die, it be too many alive
Fox Brown, minus the Clyde
And today I'mma this one promise to God
Even if I go wood, I'm ma keep it so

And I got chills when I signed my
And I shed tears Biggie and Pac got killed
It's one other broad that really got skills
She's alright, but not real

Brown, I'm hot no rehearsal time
And I stays on tour like the line
Ain't a bitch that could emulate my classic
I New York like the Statue of Liberty

Mentally, I'm in my own holding my spot
Fox, basically I'm the Pac
And like my life is a thesis
I feel like I'm talking Swedish

Y'all niggas get it
And, yeah I'm ballin', the keep callin'
Lord, take my soul, I feel like I'm

Don't hate me I'm ballin'
Lord, take me if I'm
I think I hear callin' me
Why keep on callin' me?

Don't me 'cause I'm ballin'
Lord, take me if I'm
I think I them callin' me
Why the keep on me?

Before me there was many but so hot
They had no other but to run they spot
since 15, I was bound to ball
Think it's time to run my resume to y'all

See, me, platinum, ain't no gold
500,000 sold, Ill Nana, 2.8
The firm, mil
Then Chyna Doll came, pretty much the same

And we rap about you see us do
Now we stay in demand PS2
Lot of planes, lot of cars, a lot of
Lot of Gucci, lot of Louis, lot of Prada

dollars and with that I bought my Range
and Red got a lot of ass off my name, man
Yeah, I'm balling the streets keep
Lord, take my soul, I like I'm falling

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