Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

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

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

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

Let me keep my shit, riding around in that
Treat your bitch keep, fuck her now and later
I that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on them haters
bitch seen 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 flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?

up, flavor, I'm impossible with it
Surgery, I'm a god digits
Got the monopoly
Hoes will be honest, they popping and
Used to be broke and stricken
Now I got worry about them in the kitchen
That guy information is not to be
Chauffer, the Phantom is not to be
All of flavor is not to be given
You got it, baby, buy me like paper
Bullets, the county, balling like
APM sharp, I'm your lady
You on the block, take out the baby
You know I'mma cut it, don't mix it 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
I'm more, the plural is in me
I run through your like a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too many hoes so how you gonna me?
Let me keep my
up, bitch, hear me?

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

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