Luyện nghe bài hát Finesse

Feelin' good, man I'm feelin'
Finesse and I juug
good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and I juug
In my hood, up in my hood
I wish you would
Feelin' good, yeah I'm feelin'
Finesse and then I

Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse and I juug

We got bricks of the yay
We got that shit you weigh
We get them package of
I got shit from the Bay
I some Crips in L.A
I some Bloods out in Harlem
I got my on the way
She got a on the way
I got some niggas, they put them in the K
I got chicks in the A
You took a to Miami
You get a drop, you get shit for a day
I get shit 'cause I want it
I'm in that shit blunted
I'm in that shit me
Let your new get up on it
I do not care warrants
I my lawyer to steam it
Any that they throw
I told my to clean it

I want the and the commas
I want more and some more
I got them and the commas
I want and galore
I am not 'bout Lyra

I fell in love the mirror
Damages, look at my
I fucked your in the Leer
fingers in her rear
Make that disappear, yeah, yeah
I a 4 in a 20 and Fanta
NYC all the way to Atlanta
I your bitch like a Gucci bandana
I'm feelin' just like Tony Montana
I the caine, nah, Tony Montana
I got the gun
I got the hammer, I'll put my dick in your
ask me why I call you son
I fuck her, I'm focused on money
Focused on 20s and 50s and
Finessin' the plug, we take off and runnin'
I can have a rich homie, you know we stuntin'
I want green so they callin' me Kermit
Man that boo got me hot, man I feel I'm burnin'
I beat that lil' pussy Ike, call me Turner
So get that G string like I just pulled a

Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse,

Real nigga, fuck for on the reg, nigga
Drive 'em in, 6s, Durant, nigga
I fell in love with them killers, them niggas, dead niggas
Feel it, come back on alley, fuck with Durant, nigga
Me and A$AP, Jimmy, Jimmy, that's a head,
cleared up, killin' nigga for some bread, nigga
Niggas talkin', man I'm finna hit 'em the lead, nigga
Told him, "Kill him 'cause we heard him to the Feds, nigga"
Whole block of Bloods, fuckin' with them red niggas
Get caught when you come up with the bread niggas
We some hitters
I'm coke dealer
more figures
You broke nigga
Must have called a nigga G-Unit we guerrillas
Bitches give me neck 'cause we gettin' more skrilla
And more skrilla, and skrilla
gold diggers, gettin' more bigger
Yeah we all

good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I
Feelin' good, man I'm good
Finesse and I juug
In my hood, walk up in my
Nigga I wish you
Feelin' good, man I'm good
Finesse and then I

Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse and then I