Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

Let me kick my shit, riding gettin that paper
your bitch like candy, fuck her now and later
I flex I flex n stunt, gotta shine on them
Your seen all sauce, said, 'Can I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?

up
You can none of my flavor
You can none of my paper
You can none of my linen
You ain't none of my gator
I'm moving these bricks and shit is conducer
Designer, designer, my shit is
Flexing, I'm flexing, my rims are
I'm all up in Fifth, I'm shopping in
a damn, I go up in Gucci
I'm on the molly, I'm a Lucy
My future with bands, they free Boosie
They know I'm a dog, they calling me
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
Knocking out like face it, I'm on it
My daughter was five, I a pony
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, is federal
You gonna medical
with lyrics you niggas is edible
Drizzle be and snapping, I'm telling you
Let me my shit, Bruce Lee, nigga, back up
She can't have none of my
And she can none, I'mma hack her

Let me keep my shit, riding in that paper
Treat your bitch keep, fuck her now and later
I taste that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I have of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I have some of your
Oh, no, your
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of your

Hold up, flavor, I'm with it
Surgery, I'm a god with
Got the monopoly
Hoes will be honest, they and taking
to be broke and poverty stricken
Now I got about them boxes in the kitchen
That guy information is not to be
Chauffer, the is not to be driven
All of flavor is not to be given
You got it, baby, they buy me like
Bullets, the county, balling aces
APM sharp, I'm your lady
You on the block, take out the baby
You know I'mma cut it, don't mix it with
Soda, Cola, bitches in
Me and Fantasia had with Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, taking the
Nigga get wrong I tow him jenny
Drunk as a fuck do 'em like Remy
I'm more, the plural is in me
I run your crew like a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too hoes so how you gonna pick me?
Let me my shit
Back up, bitch, me?

Let me keep my shit, riding around in paper
Treat bitch like keep, fuck her now and later
I taste that bitch, splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?