Luyện nghe bài hát Ghostface Killers

[Producer Young Thug]
Metro Boomin want some nigga

[Chorus:
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the
Thot and (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), nigga run your charm (hey)
killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your man

1: Offset]
Yeah, put on the Patek, xannys, I'm an addict
Break the mattress a baddie on the addy (smash)
Diamonds glassy, need some glasses for the flashing,
Jackson with this fashion, bitch I'm dabbin', yeah
All of this shit on purpose got these bitches
All pockets on hurting, nigga you can be my servant
Go to the lot and young nigga don't lease it, I
After I cut off a thot I her some money for service (here)
I go the whole gang on go, yeah (gang)
You cannot tame the ho you want fame for sure (tame)
You think you rich 'cause you got a hundred or more
I got an over overload, look like I sold my soul
I, up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas (stripes)
I got a foreign and I been known to beat it (mama)
Niggas ain't goin' defeated, we get the immediate
Don't in the coupe, it's an Italy
niggas is broke and it's pitiful

[Chorus:
(auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, the maggots with the pump
Thot and (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy run your charm (hey)
killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your man

2: 21 Savage]
Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah big (21)
Bread man, make your bitch lick crumbs (yeah)
Audemars Piguet flooded, got my wrist (bling)
Grab the hitstick, nigga tryna blitz
Dope boy, boy, I sell coke boy (21)
You ass rappers food, it's a po boy (21)
the same, all these niggas sound alike (dick riders)
Fox 5 gang, you to a candlelight
Bitch boy I'm a mobster, shrimp in my
Jamaican Don Dada, 'round the shottas
Mad Max nigga, I hang with the killers (21)
Planet of the Apes, yeah I hang gorillas (on god)
I got AK, SK, HK, day (21)
You a fuckboy, we ain't the horseplay (bitch)
Shrimp ass nigga, did you do your chores (21)
Do you wanna take a ride the coroner today? (21)

Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the
Shoot the maggots, shoot the with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the on my arm (Patek)
We got (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 gang (news)
dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no
We can play toll games, the whole gang, in your door man

[Verse 3: Scott]
Drop from the heavens in the wild (yeah)
Trunk in the front, top slide
suicides, we keep this shit alive (yeah)
Jumping out the public houses, you come outside
(Straight up)
Private status, tryna the jet at Magic (how you goin')
way up, on my way to cut through traffic (what you poppin')
Pop the seal and pop the bean, I the balance (pop it, pop it)
ass is what I'm seeing, it's way too graphic
Watch your fingers the cactus dangerous (yeah)
Broke, you ain't us, we don't speak language
On the
Tom Cruise, make her see, she snort a mountain
Rackades on the outfit make her bounce it
Good drank my life, yeah, CPR my pipe,
Please need the energy, got a night, yeah (it's lit)
Nike boys, we don't do three (yeah)
I'm living for my niggas do life, yeah

[Chorus:
(auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 gang (news)
dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin' the (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in door man