Luyện nghe bài hát Finesse

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

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

We got them of the yay
We got that shit you weigh
We get them of loud
I got that shit 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 clips in the K
I got some in the A
You took a trip to
You get a drop, you get shit for a day
I get shit 'cause I want it
I'm in that gettin' blunted
I'm in that doin' me
Let your new get up on it
I do not care warrants
I told my lawyer to it
Any that they throw
I told my to clean it

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

I fell in love the mirror
Damages, at my hair
I your bitch in the Leer
Twitter fingers in her
Make pussy disappear, yeah, yeah
I dropped a 4 in a 20 and
NYC all the way down to
I rock your bitch like a bandana
I'm feelin' just like Tony Montana
I snort the caine, nah, Montana
I got the gun
I got the hammer, put my dick in your grandma
ask me why I call you son
I cannot fuck her, I'm focused on
on 20s and 50s and hundreds
Finessin' the plug, we off and we're runnin'
I can have a rich homie, you that we stuntin'
I want green so they callin' me Kermit
Man that boo got me hot, man I feel like I'm
I beat that lil' like Ike, call me Turner
So get that G string like I pulled a permit

Finesse,
Finesse,
Finesse,

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

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

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