Luyện nghe bài hát Flexin'

{T.I.}
Yeah, the King, cuh
You my demo, Maybach, no limo, homes
I'm up, too
I don't know what them doin'
I'm flexin', tho',
it go, K.R.I.T.!

K.R.I.T.} T.I.

(Hold it now) I'm flexin',
(Hold it now) I'm stupid, hoe
(Hold it now) I'm reppin',
(Hold it now) Bitch, you ain't

(Hold it now) I'm Gucci,
(Hold it now) I down
do it, patna
(Hold it now) Or goin' down

I wear stripes row, my Louis, ho, Akoo my kicks, bitch
everywhere I go, I got cameras all in my bidne'
I rep the town, hold it down, cruise all around in my old
My loud and my reefer, too, I ain't speakin', bitch, do I know you?
Feds me back behind that wall, that's the only place that I can't go
I'm focused, dog, and I ain't wit' that f-ck shit, think it but it ain't, doe
I'm tried and true when I'm ridin' through, I ain't hidin', they can just me
My top is and my pockets fat and my diamonds clearer than HD

(Hold it now) I'm flexin',
(Hold it now) I'm stupid, hoe
(Hold it now) I'm reppin',
(Hold it now) Bitch, you ain't

(Hold it now) I'm Gucci,
(Hold it now) I Louis
Don't do it,
(Hold it now) Or it's down

I rep the west of that A this, don't wanna talk about Bankhead
Still in the trap like a brick, 'cause I love the hood, the King ain't dead
My hustle grand, my long, my spot on top, bitch, I want that
My vacant, my crown await me, my throne is empty, I own that
Folk in Kirkland, with a big hill, too, head to Pittsburgh and all that
Real goons'll ride wit' me to Timbuktu, I ain't Gucci, dude, what you call
Mail the yell to Point, and own that area, Vidalia, Sandal Hill all day
Decatur to Simpson-Rose, on 4-4, Hort nigga f-ck wit' me

(Hold it now) I'm flexin',
(Hold it now) I'm stupid, hoe
(Hold it now) I'm reppin',
(Hold it now) Bitch, you know?

(Hold it now) I'm Gucci,
(Hold it now) I Louis
do it, patna
(Hold it now) Or goin' down

K.R.I.T.}
Them so-called dope boys sold enough
OGs old enough
MCs ain't enough
still split yo' coconut
You So So, I'm dat
work, bounce right back
Make for yo' bitc', dog
Nigga, get off my sack
That loud pack, I big
Always so big
Please don't get wrong,
Or them Gs bust yo' wig
The A is mine, no questions
The King is home, bitch, the is back
My swagga turned 'em just my sack
I'm flexin', shawty, who stoppin'

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{T.I}
Okay, man, you don't see in yo' face, big dog?
Yeah, man, big banks, no whammies, dog, you understand
Yeah, doin' real, I'm 'bout real proper, patna?
You that? I got that sack, bruh!
Prison changed shit, homeboy
You understand
bands on deck, guess why, homes?
Big K.R.I.T., do this shit one time, man
A-Town to M-Town, patna, it down
stand up