Luyện nghe bài hát Get Dun

Girl, I pump, FAB
the AVE
Anything wanted you can tell em' I had
Walk past in the you can tell em' stay mad
I push, no "oops" or "my bad"
Niggas don't none
I it set to GET DUN
Crew pull up in a whip, them hoes gonna trip when they see how I come
don't want none
We get down we GET DUN
We be sittin' high class, puffin' that gas, all puffs no pass, haters don't get one
Bitches want none
GET DUN
Oh girl, I serve
the nerve
Get then we GET DUN

1]:
Treat it like a first
Throw on the paint, out the mink
The lashes to blink, lip nude kinda
Bitch been on the brink, what these think?
My click the walk down the AVEY
Been hoes what they bout to do
And they've yet to speak, say I'm surprised
The envy that you can't
I call em all out, look right in eyes
The that fake hoes despise
But yes I rise, ain't got shit to prove this
understanding, know what the truth is
Can't say they love it so they
all are not and some inconclusive
My presence makes sick to they thumbs
Run to tweets, run to flap gums
The don't got time and ya'll some beat bums
She to make bread you hoes should get some
Out with them men, you hoes get one
A that's just as sharp as they come!
Niggas shit and they run to make crumbs
Wanna talk shit? Heather get em beat
Make you wanna get down when you feeling that
Better it to the floor and GET DUN

2]:
Fuck other hoes feelings, sis!
Stormy weather when it's Heather the interest
Yeah, they mad they be seeing Heather be that bitch
Cause they she got the shit to make em hit that twist
That 360, trippy, golden
Bars got these bitches overloaded
Magician they'll be no disclosing
Still the meanest, be no opponent
Sickening out the 732, flow so east coast girl, they to beat who?
That's that you gettin' into, long weave on the beach by the sea, that too, that WHEW!
Oh yes, Miss Thing show she from
hit the blunt till' it's burnin that lung
Yeah, my rhymes so tight that stiff and get swung
Bound to pick a little shit so the bell get rung
bad ass bitch, someone bound to get sprung
All this fucking liqour yeah we bout' to get
I think fast, the bag , get in that stance if them bitches too mad
That's so sad, wrap the trash, take it to the room and watch ya get glad
Heels click clack, the path, all me no repeat, can you tell em beat that?