Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie

I said it must be cause a nigga got
Extraordinary swag and a mouth of gold
at my shows they be stripping off they clothes
And college girls write a nigga name on they toes
Niggas talk shit 'til they get
Chrome to ya 'til ya get glockjaw
Party a cowboy or a rockstar
Everybody the tough guy 'til shit pop off

1]
Let's it to the basics, you in the midst of greatness
My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margiela no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait up that was racist
I would prefer the Aces, ain't no when you taste it
A 40 ounce to it, that's just an understatement
I'm early to the party but my 'Rari is the
Somehow it seems in they late teens
Remind me your favorite jeans they naked cause you famous
Life's a mothafucka, ain't it? These other rappers
So me what your name is, I'mma tell it to my stainless
You aim it for you bang it let that banger leave you
It's just me, and I and mothafuckas that I came with
Miscellaneous, niggas hate on me
Until I tell 'em to they they ain't no G
Low key, niggas mad cause I'm puffing Zig Zags
Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitching with your ass

2]
Yes, I'm the shit, tell me do it
It feel waking up to money in the bank
model bitches, cocaine on the sink
And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it, I might up in a tank
my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link
And them red bottom loafers just to the mink
Eyes chink, rolling up that dank, blowing on that
What you mean? Tell me what you drink, I'm on that kissing
You call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state
Man on the moon, got a out in space
Open up your legs, me how it taste
And them talking shit so tell 'em, "Tell it to my face"
that bitch, hop up on my dick, rolled up on her quick
In a six, her suck the dick, motorboat her tits
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm puffing Zig Zags
Tell 'em the riff raff bitching with your bitch ass