Luyện nghe bài hát G Lollipops

[Chorus:
Gangsta ass
bitch got a sweet tooth

[Verse 1:
I make art, y'all niggas make
I music from the heart and what you make is shit
Softer than the couch, up, get knocked out
Poppin' in the club, I'm just chillin' at the house
Playin' war games with 4 dames in your
Don't get high, stay fly and inside lane
as a derriere but it gets scarier
When you try to the best in your area
Aerial attacks and and wax
Like an Annabelle tale, but scarier in
Where the rappers at? the rappers at?
They told me real rap is dead, I had to at that
How is it dead if Wu-Tang's
Better the worst but Murs is still better
The Leroy and Bruce, I deployed the
The is a liar but these boys the truth

Murs]
Gangsta ass
Your bitch got a tooth

2: Fashawn]
Okay I gave her a cavity, you that it had to be
Regal Rhymesayer, Laver, your majesty
Lettin' my nuts hang like had his weave
While y'all salad, anything for a salary
You call it a triumph, I it a tragedy
Casually I turn competition to
Converse with my rollo, I him Murcielago
One thing I'm certain if it hurtin' 'em I
I'm an introvert, a street kid, was never into
I'd rather pen a verse, call it audacity
Where did he get the nerve, no blackberry
Nigga, you curved by labels and hoes
Layaway on your clothes, day I suppose
You portrayin' a rose, I would say you a
And it's his toll by the way human go
I can't give a F-U-C-K what he
Fash

[Chorus:
ass lollipops
Your bitch got a tooth

[Verse 3:
I'm in the Ford escort
With 4 with high test scores
Indoor dro grown next
In class with hickey neck sores
That's too sauce, that's too much sauce
Had to turn to Pookie, Baby, that's too much
As far as I'm concerned, I don't fuck the list price
Rappers these days ain't been in a fight
You know homie, I could be a fraud
This chick I'm fuckin', she treat me like a god
I'm poppin' in the VIP all day
I'm an industry plant, I'm just the long game
never wrote a rhyme in my life
And after the club, I'm gonna break your wife's tonight
a couple dudes for a career in rap
Turn up, turn up, fleek, fleek, bruh how real was

[Chorus:
ass lollipops
Your bitch got a tooth