Luyện nghe bài hát Floyd Mayweather (OG Version)

Ayy, ayy
This talk turn shit, swear to God
We just gon' call this shit drip, you know I'm

Ayy, ayy
Little bitch, you ridin' niggas' dick a bitch, damn
Little bitch, you niggas' dick like a bitch

I got, six brand new on my wrist
I got six Forgiatos on my
I got foreign hoes on my dick
I'ma nut in all 'em hoes, let's have some
Nigga tried to hit a lick and
Tried to run I caught him like a fish
I'ma catch his ass with the whole
I'ma beat they ass up like Ron
Pussy nigga ran a Miss
I got your bitch up tryna kiss
I'ma gon' and shit and a piss
We fucked her legs and fucked her face

I'm sellin' rain, RIP to Prince
When I was behind the fence they treated me like a
So much jewelry on, her pussy tense
1017's the ones you wanna diss
And you can never be like you little snitch
You make me mad, I a threesome with your bitch
I'm Custer East Atlanta, yeah the 6
I make one brick turn to two, I a trick
Don't walk and limp my is my walkin' stick

Cash out on the whip I don't want no
VVS's hit under V-necks (yeah-yeah)
Chop the top off that Corvette (yeah)
Two with me, they on molly, they on X (yeah)
Took my foreign to the club, in a vip
Took ho to the hotel, made 'em strip
She sucked me loose I had to give bitch a tip (yeah-yeah)
Everybody that ho, that bitch the realest (yeah-yeah)

Everybody got passport ready to dip, Europe
UK 25, 000 on a trip
I just-I just found out rats can use lips (yeah)
I got, I got, I got me a round clip
I got one in the hand, one rounds on my hip (yeah)
Aye, okay, Lil Dora said I was with a skill
My lawyer say guaranteed when he appeal (yeah)
I got a bad wit' me and yeah she strip

it, I tip
I sip, I dip (it's lit)
Grip, I
I killed, I
All I eat is no lie and pills (oh my God)
Put that, put that in my (straight up)
Makin' porno videos and takin'
that, turn that to a film (drip)
Yeah we go (yeah)
I the snow
I fill nose (straight up)
Ether, my mamacita
Stay away Lucifer, she sexy in that all beater (yeah)
Dynamite no up
you fly from India, have you fly from China
I won't you honestly, strap up for these nighters
Pew-pew-pew,

I'm in Vegas spinnin' with my chips
I can't love these bitches, fell in the rip
I was doin' this shit just for my
I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my
Do this shit all on my own, need no deal
Diamonds 'round my neck, gave me a chill
Lately I've flyin' on them Lears
Flyin' cross the world, these bitches me

Flood her bank account with bands cause she me
cash on delivery
If it's a snake on my then it's double G
I don't like hoes, ain't no cuffin' me
All my diamonds dancin' they Bruce Lee
Check out my smile I got new teeth
Pop a molly now I'm in the air
Cloud nine and I'm smokin' like the bear

We at the Clearport, you never there
I wouldn't care, lil bitch that's how it is
I do it for my fam, 20 racks on
Bitch we blowin' gas, me up a spliff
Now what you a young nigga grindin' for?
I sip it till I sleep, I overdose
She it out the hood and left that dope bowl
Get them from my momma, she got truck loads

Fuck you mean you get it from your mammy Yeah
Diamonds all on my chin, diamonds all on my
in my nose, diamond in my nose
Giuseppe open toes, on my toes
I just got a family pack of Choos, damn
I just bought a chopper and I'm to use it, damn
I got a lot of bitches comin' by the
I got a lot of bitches, by the few

Big di-diamonds but we call 'em
All these think I sell dog foods
I spend thousand on my shoes
Pull up in Ave, it cost the Christian Loubes
Nigga watch your mouth, we ain't cool
Boy you sell the molly, that's a fool
this shit out and shoot