Luyện nghe bài hát Fitted Cap

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Ross]
You I stick to the script
Twenty-million nigga, but I do it like this

(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Music)

[Rick - Chorus]
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, all white (How can I not talk big? I got to)
(Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes

[Wale - 1]
Yeah, uh
mics, bitch, I'm on my car show
My black and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a Concorde
11 I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't ever miss
The coupe I'm in is rented, I wit' all that commitment shit
P-R-Ps is proper, Gs when I'm shoppin'
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for pink
Shout out Frankie the Butcher, out Mishka in Brooklyn
That's some from 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I ain't e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, wifey sleep outside of you
And Tito's my niggas, you just we just need more shit and
ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may never see the
Got LeBron Entourages like Maverick and Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin'
Look at my 9s, at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit' laser
Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' crazy
Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, drive me, Maybach pay me

[Rick - Chorus]
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the
Meek

Mill]
Yo
I said I'm out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', a bald head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the whole crew
Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass Wu-sai
MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG
Walk around wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that on me
Don't grin on me wit' long stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so
We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big it back up
Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters wit' that Mac tucked
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my cup
On this shit, I stand up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga
In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that pill
One week and we get the deal, one day and I the bitch
My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes

[J.
Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them be open
That's that nigga, so what'd I They okey-dokin'
How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I he jokin'
I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, smokin'
put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need lotion
I'm roastin', heatin' up, so you know we toastin'
Fuck hoes wit' no emotion, fade away like Kobe
Out in Sweden, like ain't shit you can't tell us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to at niggas jealous
'Cause uh, they had Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them wann't a option
Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay
Rock them bitches once then forgot 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I don't need to the numbers
You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you this summer

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes

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