Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

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

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

up
You can none of my flavor
You can none of my paper
You can none of my linen
You ain't have none of my
I'm these bricks and this 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 bands, they free like Boosie
They I'm a dog, they calling me Snoopy
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
Knocking them out like it, I'm on it
My daughter was five, I a pony
I'mma stay, baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, paper is
You need medical
Even with lyrics you niggas is
be rapping and snapping, I'm telling you
Let me my shit, Bruce Lee, nigga, back up
She can't none of my flavor
And she can sauce none, I'mma her

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

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

Hold up, flavor, I'm with it
Surgery, I'm a god with
Got the fitted
Hoes will be honest, they popping and
to be broke and poverty stricken
Now I got worry them boxes in the kitchen
guy information is not to be mentioned
Chauffer, the Phantom is not to be
All of this is not to be given
You got it, baby, they buy me paper
Bullets, the county, balling aces
APM sharp, I'm pumping your
You on the block, take out the baby
You know I'mma cut it, mix it with bacon
Soda, Cola, bitches in
Me and had dinner with Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, the semi
get wrong I tow him like jenny
Drunk as a fuck do 'em like Remy
Nigga I'm more, the is in me
I run through crew like a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too many so how you gonna pick me?
Let me keep my
up, bitch, hear me?

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

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