Luyện nghe bài hát Ghostface Killers

[Producer Tag: Young
Boomin want some more nigga

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

[Verse 1:
Yeah, put on the Patek, xannys, I'm an addict
the mattress with a baddie on the addy (smash)
Diamonds glassy, need glasses for the flashing, yeah
Michael Jackson with this fashion, I'm dabbin', yeah
All of shit on purpose got these bitches slurpin'
All your pockets on hurting, you can be my servant
Go to the lot and nigga don't lease it, I purchase
After I cut off a thot I give her money for service (here)
Wherever I go the gang on go, yeah (gang)
You cannot the ho because 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 mamacita and I been known to it (mama)
Niggas ain't goin' defeated, we get the guns
Don't burn in the coupe, it's an
These niggas is and it's pitiful

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

2: 21 Savage]
Yeah, Kim Jong, big bombs (21)
Wonder Bread man, make bitch lick crumbs (yeah)
Piguet flooded, got my wrist numb (bling)
Grab the hitstick, nigga tryna some'
boy, dope boy, I sell coke boy (21)
You ass rappers food, it's a po boy (21)
Everybody the same, all these niggas alike (dick riders)
Fox 5 gang, you to a candlelight
Bitch boy I'm a mobster, in my pasta
Jamaican Don Dada, 'round the shottas
Mad Max nigga, yeah I 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 with the (bitch)
Shrimp ass nigga, did you do chores today? (21)
Do you wanna take a ride the coroner today? (21)

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

[Verse 3: Travis
Drop the heavens straight in the wild (yeah)
Trunk in the front, top gotta
Ride suicides, we keep shit alive (yeah)
Jumping out the houses, don't you come outside
(Straight up)
Private status, tryna land the jet at (how you goin')
Goin' way up, on my way to cut through (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 'cause the cactus dangerous (yeah)
Broke, you ain't us, we don't speak that
On the
Tom Cruise, I'ma make her see, she snort a
Rackades on the outfit will make her it
Good drank my life, yeah, CPR my pipe,
Please need the energy, got a night, yeah (it's lit)
Nike boys, we do three stripes (yeah)
I'm for my niggas that do life, yeah

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