Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Rich

(Intro)
We gon get to it
By any means
Lil boy this

(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga when I step out
Fuck yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit I step out
what yall talkin bout
Fuck what talkin bout
Fuck what yall talkin
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit out
I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what yall bout

(Verse)
mill for the car, quarter mill on the ah
Black R, back the fuck off ah
Drop here, cut yo off,
Hard top no
Wet pussy me on, money keep me hard
King shit, towels, I ain't grindin off
Marble floors, you dusty couldn't walk on
Jesus walked on waters so walk on tartars
Private jets but gets, fuck with ballers
All this half of mill, first week of
I ain't even doin shows, I'm just on the album
40 the fisha, I just paid my mama's
You in the club, weaving neck to neck, you Beavis
She me Butthead, getting brain like a genius
I got dope shit, that 80's chrome Alpinas
Beemer, my son gon inherit this flow
You niggas gumball drops on the of my souls

(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit when I out
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some rich shit when I step out
Fuck what yall talkin
Fuck what yall talkin
Fuck what talkin bout
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some fly rich shit steppin out
I be on that fly rich nigga steppin out
Fuck what yall talkin

(Verse)
nigga, we Rich Gang
Came up that rich game
Picture me down Viscay
Black double R with yo bitch
With that top off and that hit
Pull up on em, drop dead
Niggas talkin bird shit
When them birds came was knocked dead
And I was out there that work
the 15 to the first
My clique meanin murk
We them clips squeezed like dirt
When it come to them dollars nigga why
These niggas want no problems
'Cause I kill all yall dead, put a on yo head
Get yo brain out it woo
I be on fly shit, M O B, that mob shit
Born talkin, fire shit
15 racks for raw shit
That yall, that's my bitch
You out, I signed in
We young niggas, we
We like diamonds

(Hook)
I be on fly nigga shit when I step out
what yall talkin bout
I be on some rich nigga shit I step out
Fuck what yall bout
Fuck what yall bout
Fuck what yall talkin
Fuck yall talkin bout
I be on some fly rich nigga shit out
I be on that fly nigga shit steppin out
what yall talkin bout

(Verse)
Nigga pop 5 bands like me 10 mo
I'm in the club, got some weed to these bitches like hit this
Yo stupid ass
I wanna talk get me in
Should've known I was a fool when I moved, when I up in that Bentley
Told ya I was a gangsta and something like a
Don't say I
Million dollar
Got a lot of dough, new clothes
VIP for niggas me
Which a would touch that rope
Rappers, hustlers, dealers,
Thug, goons, bees,
Money, cars, jewels,
Jet, cribs, condo
Say that
Hold up, right
And you been since way back when
right!
I am YMCM
We play there
Runnin up the like a motherfuckin man
know that him
Tryna shine when they come around stars us, they do the dance
Ain't got yo tight, ain't got yo swag up
old niggas
The last 2 live when you sharp in
go to the gym
They lovin my clique, we up in bitch
So sorry that yo girl on my dick
Throwin money in the air I'm sick of this shit

(Hook)
I be on some fly nigga shit when I out
what yall talkin bout
I be on some nigga shit when I step out
Fuck yall talkin bout
Fuck what yall bout
Fuck what talkin bout
Fuck what yall bout
I be on some fly rich nigga steppin out
I be on fly rich nigga shit steppin out
Fuck what yall talkin