Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie

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

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

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