Luyện nghe bài hát Fashion Killa

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 trendy

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

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Rockin, rollin, to the max
My a fashion killa, she be busy poppin tags
She got a lot of Prada, that Dolce &
I can't forget Escada and that
I'm sippin purple syrup, come be my Aunt
And if you is a rider, we go like manana
Her Rihanna, she get it from her mama
She like Madonna, but she trippy like Nirvana
Cuz everything designer, her jeans is Helmut
Shoes is Alexandra Wang, and her shirt the 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 her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)
Cuz she a fashion killa and I'm a trendy

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

I see your Jill Sanders, Oliver Peoples
national, your Ann Demeulemeester
See be the sneaker, Lanvin or Balmain
Goyard by the trunks, her Maront
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 Browne
Owens, Raf Simmons, boy she got it by the stock
She until she fall that mean she shop until she drop
And Versace got a lot, but she may wear it
But she save it so our will be flyer than their parents

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

I her pistol gold (her pistol 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

I her pistol gold

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

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

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

I said her gold