Luyện nghe bài hát Fashion Killa

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Her gold (her pistol gold)
I said her pistol gold (I said her gold)
Cuz she a killa and I'm a trendy nigga

I said her pistol gold (her gold)
Her gold (her pistol gold)
I said her pistol gold (I said her gold)
Cuz she a fashion killa and I'm a jiggy

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Rockin, rollin, to the max
My bitch a fashion killa, she be poppin tags
She got a lot of Prada, that Dolce &
I can't forget Escada and Balenciaga
I'm sippin purple syrup, come be my Jemima
And if you is a rider, we go like manana
Her Rihanna, she get it from her mama
She jiggy Madonna, but she trippy like Nirvana
Cuz everything designer, her jeans is Lang
Shoes is Wang, and her shirt the newest Donna
Karan, wearin all the frames
Jean-Paul cuz they match with her persona

Her gold (her pistol gold)
Her pistol (her pistol gold)
I said her pistol gold (I her pistol gold)
Cuz she a fashion killa and I'm a nigga

I said her gold (her pistol gold)
Her gold (her pistol gold)
I said her pistol (I said her pistol gold)
Cuz she a fashion killa and I'm a jiggy

I said see your Sanders, Oliver Peoples
Costume national, your Ann
See be the sneaker, Lanvin or Balmain
Goyard by the trunks, her Isabel
I love your Farrow, I adore your Dior
Your Damir Doma, Cava from the store
I crash with that top down
Boss, see how I ride
Mami in that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom
Rick Owens, Raf Simmons, boy she got it by the
She ball until she fall that mean she until she drop
And got a lot, but she may never wear it
But she save it so our babies will be flyer their parents

Her gold (her pistol gold)
Her pistol gold (her gold)
I her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)
Cuz she a fashion killa and I'm a trendy

I her pistol gold (her pistol gold)
Her pistol gold (her gold)
I her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)
Cuz she a fashion killa and I'm a nigga

I her pistol gold

Scoop tees, breeze in the coupe
Smilin is your treasure you're so put together
I see bags and rings, jeans and
Spikes and patent leathers with the makes you different
You and me, me and you
Go away together, we could get forever
All emotions clashin thrashin someone turned the out
I met my baby, stretched my passion, on my fashion out

Her gold (her pistol gold)
Her pistol gold (her gold)
I said her pistol (I said her pistol gold)
Cuz she a fashion and I'm a trendy nigga

I said her gold (her pistol gold)
Her pistol (her pistol gold)
I said her gold (I said her pistol gold)
Cuz she a fashion killa and I'm a nigga

I her pistol gold